[Herb of Grace by Rosa Nouchette Carey]@TWC D-Link bookHerb of Grace CHAPTER XXXI 7/22
He was waiting for me when I got back yesterday, and he saw at once by my face that something had happened.
Oh, you don't know Saul--when he means to find a thing out he is like a gimlet, one has no chance at all.
He held my wrists until I told him everything--you can see how bruised they are," and she showed him the purple marks.
"Oh, how angry he was! I never saw him in such a rage before, but it only made him more determined to hurry on the marriage." "He has no objection then to your marrying a pauper ?" asked Malcolm coolly, but inwardly he was boiling with impotent wrath. "Oh, he will not believe that Cedric is poor," she returned sadly; "he only laughs at the idea of Miss Templeton disinheriting him.
'She wants to frighten him, and to choke us off, but I know a trick worth two of that,' was all he said; and then he cooled down, and called me a little fool, and bade me bring him the time-table, and ten minutes later he told me he was going to Oxford to arrange things with Cedric." "You mean about your marriage ?" "Yes; it was fixed for next week, but last evening I received this telegram," and Leah put it in his hand.
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