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"
No
,
"
said
Will
,
curtly
.
"
Ah
!
Well
!
I
’
ve
often
wondered
what
became
of
your
mother
.
She
ran
away
from
her
friends
when
she
was
a
young
lass
—
a
proud
-
spirited
lass
,
and
pretty
,
by
Jove
!
I
knew
the
reason
why
she
ran
away
,
"
said
Raffles
,
winking
slowly
as
he
looked
sideways
at
Will
.
"
You
know
nothing
dishonorable
of
her
,
sir
,
"
said
Will
,
turning
on
him
rather
savagely
.
But
Mr
.
Raffles
just
now
was
not
sensitive
to
shades
of
manner
.
"
Not
a
bit
!
"
said
he
,
tossing
his
head
decisively
"
She
was
a
little
too
honorable
to
like
her
friends
—
that
was
it
!
"
Here
Raffles
again
winked
slowly
.
"
Lord
bless
you
,
I
knew
all
about
’
em
—
a
little
in
what
you
may
call
the
respectable
thieving
line
—
the
high
style
of
receiving
-
house
—
none
of
your
holes
and
corners
—
first
-
rate
.
Slap
-
up
shop
,
high
profits
and
no
mistake
.
But
Lord
!
Sarah
would
have
known
nothing
about
it
—
a
dashing
young
lady
she
was
—
fine
boarding
-
school
—
fit
for
a
lord
’
s
wife
—
only
Archie
Duncan
threw
it
at
her
out
of
spite
,
because
she
would
have
nothing
to
do
with
him
.
And
so
she
ran
away
from
the
whole
concern
.
I
travelled
for
’
em
,
sir
,
in
a
gentlemanly
way
—
at
a
high
salary
.
They
didn
’
t
mind
her
running
away
at
first
—
godly
folks
,
sir
,
very
godly
—
and
she
was
for
the
stage
.
The
son
was
alive
then
,
and
the
daughter
was
at
a
discount
.
Hallo
!
here
we
are
at
the
Blue
Bull
.
What
do
you
say
,
Mr
.
Ladislaw
?
—
shall
we
turn
in
and
have
a
glass
?
"
"
No
,
I
must
say
good
evening
,
"
said
Will
,
dashing
up
a
passage
which
led
into
Lowick
Gate
,
and
almost
running
to
get
out
of
Raffles
’
s
reach
He
walked
a
long
while
on
the
Lowick
road
away
from
the
town
,
glad
of
the
starlit
darkness
when
it
came
.
He
felt
as
if
he
had
had
dirt
cast
on
him
amidst
shouts
of
scorn
.
There
was
this
to
confirm
the
fellow
’
s
statement
—
that
his
mother
never
would
tell
him
the
reason
why
she
had
run
away
from
her
family
.
Well
!
what
was
he
,
Will
Ladislaw
,
the
worse
,
supposing
the
truth
about
that
family
to
be
the
ugliest
?
His
mother
had
braved
hardship
in
order
to
separate
herself
from
it
.
But
if
Dorothea
’
s
friends
had
known
this
story
—
if
the
Chettams
had
known
it
—
they
would
have
had
a
fine
color
to
give
their
suspicions
a
welcome
ground
for
thinking
him
unfit
to
come
near
her
.
However
,
let
them
suspect
what
they
pleased
,
they
would
find
themselves
in
the
wrong
.
They
would
find
out
that
the
blood
in
his
veins
was
as
free
from
the
taint
of
meanness
as
theirs
.
"
Inconsistencies
,
"
answered
Imlac
,
"
cannot
both
be
right
,
but
imputed
to
man
they
may
both
be
true
.
"
—
Rasselas
.
The
same
night
,
when
Mr
.
Bulstrode
returned
from
a
journey
to
Brassing
on
business
,
his
good
wife
met
him
in
the
entrance
-
hall
and
drew
him
into
his
private
sitting
-
room
.
