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There were red spots on Lucy's face, but her lips were very white, and

the buttons on her riding dress rose and fell rapidly with the beating

of her heart as she looked steadily at Arthur Was he going to send

her from him, send her back to the insipid life she had lived before

she knew hireat tears

rolled slowly down her cheeks Then, as a flash of pride cahtily: "And so, for fear I shall fall in love with you, and be ruined,

perhaps, you are sacrificing both co

yourself up here alect of other

duties? But it need be so no longer The necessity for it, if it

existed once, certainly does not noill not be in your way

Forgive an to tre-habit and

turned to find her gauntlets One of them had dropped upon the floor,

between the table and the rector, and as she stooped to reach it her

curls alet it for you," he said, hastily pushing back his chair, and

aardly entangling his foot in her dress, so that when she rose she