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Ray; that is part of it."
"Even so? And were you asked to come?"
"Surely."
"By whom?"
"Ralph, her son."
"Small respect he could have had for you, young woman."
"Tell me what you mean, sir," said the girl, with a glance of mingled
pride and defiance.
"Tell you what I mean, young woman! Have you, then, no modesty? Has
that followed the shame of the hang-dog vagrant who has just left us?"
"Not another word about him! If you have anything to say about me, say
it, sir."
"What!--the father dead! the mother stricken into unconsciousness--two
sons--and you a young woman--was there no matron in the parish, that a
young woman must come here?"
Rotha's color, that had tinged her cheeks, mounted to her eyes and
descended to her neck. The prudery that was itself a sin had
penetrated the armor of her innocence. Without another word, she
turned and left the kitchen.
"Well, Widow Ray," she heard his reverence say, in an altered tone, as
he faced the invalid. She listened for no more.
Her trance was over now, and rude indeed had been the awakening.


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