"What do you mean?" cried Winifred in alarm. She had money of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about that. ‘Gérard, do not go,’ she cried, breathless. Her pa was only the smithy. Mac—the old gossip—knew about everything going on in that part of the world; and if Enschede was anything up to the picture the girl had drawn, McClintock would have heard of him, naturally. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend.
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