Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble. A neighbor stopped by as the day wore on, causing her to duck and cower as he rang the doorbell over and over. Jonathan's wicked threat is fulfilled at last. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. For a time she promenaded the room. "I have it too!" exclaimed Hogarth, busily plying his pencil. "I shall go back and finish my supper," said Mrs. ” “Maybe I should stay away. “I’ve been thinking—all the afternoon. He reached over and took her hand. Things hung for a moment in an awkward silence. He should never sufficiently be able to regret the return which they had made to her. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves.
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