He heard the woman talking again. This morning he heard voices—McClintock's and the Wastrel's. ‘To read and write, of course, and to sew. I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. You have not forgotten——” “I have forgotten nothing?” he answered, enigmatically. "In favour of my son. As she averted her gaze, a terrible idea crossed her.
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