Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 142: what you’re looking at

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=. DARKE DARRELL. | 133 «¢ You who are generally so kind. We will decide what to do to-morrow.” He seized the lamp, and left the room, his wife following. When they had returned to the sitting-room, he read her the newspaper account. “The child has told the truth, and I told you that she would,” he gravely said. ‘‘She will be just as truthful to- morrow.” ‘Ido not want to be bad,’ she said so earnestly, such a yearning look in her eyes. Should we fling her back into the channel out of which she has drifted? Will she grow better if she is thrown into jail?” A long pause. ‘“No, dear,” spoke up Mrs. Kendrick, true to herself at last. ‘‘I shall not turn her away. But, George, I was very much shocked.” ) «‘ And no wonder,” admitted he, kissing her. Eomicbooks.¢co