A Fair Fraud — page 261: what you’re looking at

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250 A Fair Fraud ‘Hurry no man’s cattle,’ replied Miss Blake enigmat.cally. ‘That is rather a vulgar expression, my dear, and extremly flippant,’ replied Mrs Drury, with asperity. ‘However, | am sure I am very glad that you don’t take it to heart.’ Marion had never said so, and she made no rejoinder. But her faith in Edgar Naylor remained unshaken. It was fixed as the stars. She new that he would come back to her, for she was certain that he was not the kind of man to speak and look at a woman as he had spoken and lovked at her and then go away and forget her. A sure instinct told her that he loved her, and as she knew him to be honourable and true, she was content to believe that he had some good reason for his silence. And the event proved that she was right. One morning she received a letter from him. It was not a love letter by any means, but she did not regret that. He told her that he had been engaged ever since he had last seen her in a most important case, and that had he lost it, it might have made a serious difference in his professional prospects, but that he was happy to say he had won it, and by so doing had established his future upon a very much more substantial basis than he had hitherto been able to reckon upon. He went on to say GORMGIOO