The summer arrived, speeding the
Plague and with it the famine in the streets. "Hush!" said she, in a low, but agitated voice; "would you earn this purse?"
"I've no objection," replied Blueskin, in a tone intended to be gentle, but which
sounded like the murmuring whine of a playful bear. She was greatly exercised by the problem of confiding in the Widgetts; they
were dears, and she talked away two evenings with Constance without broaching
the topic; she made some vague intimations in letters to Miss Miniver that Miss
Miniver failed to mark. He did not leave much of an
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impression. "
"I know not how it is," sighed Darrell, "but I feel an unaccountable misgiving at
quitting this place.
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