“Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. Will you please—Not now, or I must go. ” John looked at her sympathetically. Brown or Jones, I dare say. But indeed that is not at all a good description of her attitude. What a heat that news had wrought. At the precise period of this history, the Jacobite party was full of hope and confidence. She kept opening her eyes and looking at it. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. It came into her head with real emotional force that this must be some particularly fantastic sort of dream. Jack, however, had an expedient for mastering this difficulty. He resented being regarded as irregular.
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