"As yet," pursued the stranger, "Sir Montacute had placed no limit to his son's expenditure. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. “You can’t imagine,” he said, “what a beastly thing a furtive love affair can be. It was dangerous for her to dare approaching him and she knew the tremendous risk she was taking, but a part of her demanded that he be found. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face. “I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her. " "Mrs. Lucy looked down, noticing that Michelle had left her shoes in the entryway. The man himself was not a pleasant object. The poor boy, whose hands were pinioned behind him, looked very pale, but neither trembled, nor exhibited any other symptom of alarm.
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