“Impossible to say,” he answered. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. Then, I thought, she has repented, all will be well. By and by she heard the screen door. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed. So absorbed was she by her passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her, until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in her ear—"Mother!" She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into her son's outstretched arms. ‘Don’t concern yourself, Hilary.
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