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🎮 "I couldn't stand the way she treated you, and that was what I had to say to her," Owen returned. "You must sit down, then, till I go," said Fleda. "We must find a bench."!

🏆 "Wherever he is, I can bear it," Fleda said. "But I haven't the least idea where he is." "But wouldn't they have gone down as soon as you left?"!

🔥 Download WildBountyShowdown Fleda was silent a moment. "No, I don't mean that Owen has any," she returned at last. "They are not things of any importance," Owen, to Fleda's surprise, suddenly asserted. He had not at first taken up Mrs. Brigstock's expression of a wish to carry him off: Fleda could see that the instinct at the bottom of this was that of standing by her, of seeming not to abandon her. But abruptly, all his soreness working within him, it had struck him that he should abandon her still more if he should leave her to be dealt with by her other visitor. "You must allow me to say, you know, Mrs. Brigstock, that I don't think you should come down on Miss Vetch about anything. It's very good of her to take the smallest interest in us and our horrid little squabble. If you want to talk about it, talk about it with me." He was flushed with the idea of protecting Fleda, of exhibiting his consideration for her. "I don't like your cross-questioning her, don't you see? She's as straight as a die: I'll tell you all about her!" he declared with an excited laugh. "Please come off with me and let her alone."!🔥