'
'Friends! Frank Tregear, I have been bold enough to tell you I
love you; but you are not my friend, and cannot be my friend. If I
have before asked you to help me in this mean catastrophe of mine,
in my attack upon that poor boy, I withdraw my request. I think I
will go back to the house now.'
'I will walk back to Ledburgh if you wish it without going to the
house again.'
'No; I will have nothing that looks like being ashamed. You ought
not to have come, but you need not run away.' Then they walked
back to the house together and found Miss Casseawary on the
terrace. 'We have been to the lake,' said Mabel, 'and have been
talking of old days. I have but one ambition now in the world.'
Of course Miss Cassewary asked what the remaining ambition was.
'To get money enough to purchase this place from the ruins of the
Grex property. If I could own the house and the lake, and the
paddocks about, and had enough income to keep one servant and
bread for us to eat--of course including you, Miss Cass--'
'Thank'ee, my dear; but I am not sure I should like it.
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