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dear-lottery-chart is "Neither do I, as yet. I must think—I must pray!" the girl pursued, smiling. "I can only say to you that I'll try. I want to try, you know—I want to help you." He stood looking at her so long on this that she added with much distinctness: "So you must leave me, please, quite alone with her. You must go straight back." "You never in your life took her word for any other matter.".

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🎮 Fleda hesitated; she had not foreseen that so simple an inquiry could disconcert her. "I'm afraid I don't know." This attempt at gayety was futile; the silence with which, for a minute, her adversary greeted her troubled plea brought home to her afresh that she was on the bare defensive. "Is it a part of his kindness never to come near you?" Mrs. Gereth inquired at last. "Is it a part of his kindness to leave you without an inkling of where he is?" She rose again from where Fleda had kept her down; she seemed to tower there in the majesty of her gathered wrong. "Is it a part of his kindness that, after I've toiled as I've done for six days, and with my own weak hands, which I haven't spared, to denude myself, in your interest, to that point that I've nothing left, as I may say, but what I have on my back—is it a part of his kindness that you're not even able to produce him for me?"!

🏆 Fleda looked very blank. "What on earth am I to see him for?" Fleda hesitated a moment; after which she exclaimed with a certain hard pride: "He's enough in love with me for anything!"!

🔥 Download dear-lottery-chart "What do you want of him," Fleda sadly asked, "feeling as you do to both of us?" "I dare say they are—or that Mona is." Mrs. Gereth reflected again; she had a bright idea. "If I don't give in, I'll be hanged if she'll not break off."!🔥