The Man in Possession — page 139: what you’re looking at

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134 THE MAN IN POSSESSION. Kate, sighing mournfully the while. She glanced at words— ‘You either don’t deserve or feare youre fate, if to- night you do not winne that on which your heart is sette.” As she looke * at the bold, clear handwriting, Kate's face grew suddenly warm. ‘‘Did you say the wizard gave you this?” she asked quickly. ‘“ Yaas—why—awh—how astonished you look! Of course he gave it—wrote it before my eyes.” ‘‘You saw him—write it?” ‘‘Upon my honour, yaas, and I thought I'd try my fate as directed. . . . And see how it has turned out,” he added mournfully. Kate had recovered her usual composure, to all appearances. | ‘‘I—I suppose you wouldn't let me keep this ? ” she asked gently. ‘‘Keep it. Of course. Only too—too honoured. Keep it, and anything—everything that I have with it if you wish,” burst forth the little baronet ex- citedly. ‘‘Hush, Sir Wilfred,” murmured the girl, alarmed at the notice his loud voice and enthusiasm had attracted. ‘‘I think we have decided all that, but I should like to keep this card if you really have no objection.” Sir Wilfred again protested that he could have no objection to bestowing all his worldly possessions on her if she so desired, or would so far condescend as to accept them. COMicloe (Sri C(O)