Penny Dreadfuls, 1899 · page 116 of 290
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A Fair Fraud 105 been awakened in the middle of the night and told to get up and pack her boxes in a hurry, and in the grey dawn of early day the two women had stolen away from some temporary refuge in hotel or lodging in order to evade the pressure of angry tradespeople that were beginning to bear upon them too hardly. Then it would be a case of changing of cabs and of doubling back—of short journeys on one railway, only to return for the same place by another, so that the track might be lost—then, when the danger had blown over, a new name and a fresh start in untried quarters, and the same old game would be played over again. Hester was so familiar with it all that she had ceased to feel any compunction about their method of living, yet she was by no means so hardened as was her mother. There were times when she bitterly despised herself, when she longed with all her heart to be honest and truthful, and when she would have given much to feel she had nothing to hide in her present, and nothing to be ashamed of in her past. More especially had she felt all this since they had come to stay at Crookthorpe Hall. She had, it is true, always looked forward to marriage as eagerly as did her mother. If only she could marry, she told herself often— marry well and comfortably—then she would lead a new life altogether. Her wedding day GOMMGIOO <S (GO) uu