A Fair Fraud — page 69: what you’re looking at

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58 A Fair Fraud Suddenly they both stood still, and made as though they would retrace their steps, and Marion, seized with sudden nervousness, slipped quickly behind a rustic summer-house, which happened to be exactly beside her on the path, and crouched down behind its friendly shelter. The stummer-house vas of the most primitive kind, its framework being made of rough lugs of wood—stems of young fir trees that had been felled—and these were filled in with dried gorse and fern bound together with withies to form the walls; the rcof was thatched in the same way, and there was one rudely-constructed bench inside. In hiding herself behind this structure Marion had followed the first instinct that had sug- gested itsc lf to her—that of avoiding the couple in front of her. Her business was not with Mrs Lane or her friend, but with Captain Drury, and she merely intended to conceal herself until they had passed, and then to run on to the upper end of the lake, where, from the constant swirling sounds, it was evident that her cousin and Miss Lane were skating together. She was therefore considerably disconcerted when Mrs Lane and her companion walked straight into the arbour and sat down upon the bench inside. Marion had no wish to COMICMHOOKS. C(O) |e