A Fair Fraud — page 144: what you’re looking at

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A Fair Fraud 13 3 ‘exclaimed in consternation, ‘at the farmhouse where we lunched just now?’ He nodded. ‘And shall continue to lodge there until I get enough money to go away,’ he replied significantly. Hester remained for a few moments speech- less. If her mother had only known of this, would she not rather have died than have brought her out here to-day? ‘You told mother that you were going straight back to London,’ she cried indignantly. ‘She believed you had gone. Why did you deceive her?’ Bradford laughed softly. ‘ You dear ladies are always deceiving yourselves. Come, Hester, give me some money; even a little will help me along, and you can come out here again to-morrow: and bring me some more. Your mother is as hard as iron; but you surely wont leave your poor father to starve.’ ‘But I have no money, father—none, I[ tell you—only a few shillings.’ She pulled her little purse out of her pocket and counted out the silver—about eight shillings besides some pennies. He held out his hands, and she emptied the contents of the purse, coppers and all, into them. He transferred the coins to his pockets without a word. ‘That, of course, dearest Hester, is only a GOMMGIOO <S (GO) uu