This was good. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. Her fingers closed upon it instinctively. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. Whilst she was wondering how to frame her request for an advance, Mr. He was made welcome as McClintock's agent; but he politely declined all the proffered courtesies. "Remember; we must keep the young fellow's thoughts away from himself. She was radiant.
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