Could she go through with it? She must. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. The arrival of the cart at the end of Field Lane, appeared the signal for an attempt at rescue. ” His lips tightened, and he frowned with solemn resolution. Almost had Martha won out. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind, which he did not very well know how to communicate. To have sprung this upon them to-night would have been worth a thousand pounds. "Tell Mr. ” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. The manager, however, who stood in the wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars of the music. “You see,” said Ann Veronica, with the air of one who shares a difficulty, “I’ve promised to go.
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