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composed, her old friend’s warnings stood in
array before her. Could it be really so?
Was the love of her young heart another
victim to the vice that was leading thousands
to destruction? Was it possible that it had

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brought “ one of her people,” as she felt him
to be, before a magistrate? Had she seen
him taking off by a “peeler’’—all through
- the drink? Suddenly St. Martin’s clock told
the hour. She hastily dried her eyes, and
wondered what could have delayed Peggy.

The lady would be so angry; it was more
than half an hour past the time. Mary knew
she required the work for a particular purpose,
at a particular hour. She thought it would
be better to disobey Peggy, and go alone
to Woburn Place, than to hazard her employ-
er’s displeasure. She had heard she was a
very touchy lady, for Pegoy had told her =
that no matter, if ever she saw her, what.

she said, she was never to be answered ;