She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. " "Where are you going?" asked his mother. He drew an awed breath. He sounds to me like a soldier of fortune. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. "I am expected, I find," observed Jack, glancing at the well-covered board. More than ever Sir John was glad that he had sat down. I am afraid because I love you, so that the mere thought of failure hurts. Take care he don't see you,—and bring me word where he goes, and what he does. You are different from all the world for me. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you.
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