“I knew,” she said, in a low despairing tone, “that people would talk. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. If I had been your companion only, and not your master, I might very well have been content to accept you for what you seem. “I don’t want to take up your time. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. I told him that I was not ‘Alcide. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. “You be off, missie,” said the fatherly policeman. Mrs.
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