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The
change
in
Mr
.
Royall
frightened
her
.
All
the
blood
seemed
to
leave
his
veins
and
against
his
swarthy
pallor
the
deep
lines
in
his
face
looked
black
.
“
Didn
’
t
he
have
time
to
answer
some
of
those
questions
last
night
?
You
was
with
him
long
enough
!
”
he
said
.
Charity
stood
speechless
.
The
taunt
was
so
unrelated
to
what
had
been
happening
in
her
soul
that
she
hardly
understood
it
.
But
the
instinct
of
self
-
defense
awoke
in
her
.
“
Who
says
I
was
with
him
last
night
?
”
“
The
whole
place
is
saying
it
by
now
.
”
“
Then
it
was
you
that
put
the
lie
into
their
mouths
.
—
Oh
,
how
I
’
ve
always
hated
you
!
”
she
cried
.
She
had
expected
a
retort
in
kind
,
and
it
startled
her
to
hear
her
exclamation
sounding
on
through
silence
.
“
Yes
,
I
know
,
”
Mr
.
Royall
said
slowly
.
“
But
that
ain
’
t
going
to
help
us
much
now
.
”
“
It
helps
me
not
to
care
a
straw
what
lies
you
tell
about
me
!
”
“
If
they
’
re
lies
,
they
’
re
not
my
lies
:
my
Bible
oath
on
that
,
Charity
.
