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The good wohts over all this irony of events

"I ht do son Falve a sorry turn," she pursued, "if I would I

should get paid for it in minted money, and Saint Mary kno

little of that has come my way of late And I dare say that you would

not take the exchange for a robbery A lord for a smutty collier" She

looked slyly at Isoult as she spoke The girl's eyes ith fear

hter-elect were loyal, loyalty

beseemed the mother

"What!" she quavered, "you are all for love and the man of your heart

then? Well, well! I like you for it, child"

Isoult's heart began to knock at her ribs "Can I trust her? Can I

trust her?" she thought; and her heart beat back, "Trust her, trust

her, trust her"

With bed-tieniality never

endangered her shrewdness, bid the girl undress and get into bed

first The meek beauty obeyed She was undressed, but not in bed, when

there came a rain of knocks at the door

"Slip into bed, child, slip into bed," cried the other; "that's a ht, once

continued till the door was opened

"Who are you, in the na

"Jesus be my witness, I come in His name I am Brother Bonaccord,"