What sort of proof? There are no papers at Remenham House. At the thought of the major, her tears redoubled and she was obliged to rip off a piece from the remnants of her already maltreated underpetticoats with which to blow her nose and soak the damp from her cheeks. This accident rather confirms than checks my purpose. Practically it was most of the chief interests in life that she proposed to settle in this pedestrian meditation. I shall have to discover one suitable. His attention drawn, the captain was easily able to make out the pretty features under the feathered hat, and the same dark riding habit the fugitive had worn on that first occasion at Remenham House. I could never have talked to you like this, forgetting everything that parts us, forgetting even your age, if I did not love you utterly.
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