Dr. carrington met her at the dining-room door; and his face was tender and full of emotion.
I was at the funeral of Mr. carrington, and I saw you several times.
The 198 latter gave carrington the message he carried, which was merely: Taylor is looking for you.
carrington had told him my father was dead, and he believed he could carry his point.
carrington tingled to his finger tips in the desire to be off.
“You must not let the Captain beguile you,” interposed Mrs. carrington.
So her heart was low and her eyes sad as she followed Mrs. carrington out of church.
Ah, Captain carrington, will you see me as far as the front gate?
She wished devoutly she had never set eyes on the insinuating Mr. carrington.
Miss carrington looked at Macloud, quizzically, but made no comment.