A Fair Fraud — page 281: what you’re looking at

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270 A Fair Fraud ‘Oh!’ ejaculated Mr Naylor, dryly. ‘Well, what is the use of a spare room if one can't do a good turn to a friend sometimes ? And she hasn't a friend in the world but our- selves, Edgar; and I am sure I don’t know how she is to live at all, for it seems there will be nothing at all when all the debts are paid, and she looks so pale and broken down, poor darling, and—and—you aren't angry with me, are you, Edgar ?’ ‘Angry? My dear little woman, bless you from the crown of your clever little head down to the soles of your pretty little feet! No, I am not angry, my dear. I[ only wish there were more women like you in the - world!’—and Mr Naylor gave his young wife a very loverlike embrace. ‘Then Hester may stay, then ?’ ‘ As long as you like, darling.’ ‘Oh, Edgar, you ave good ; but, as I always say, there is nobody like you in the world.’ So that was how Hester Bradford came to be a guest in Mrand Mrs Naylor’s house ; and, somehow, after she was once established there, there was no talk of her going away. It became a recognised thing that she was to stop on till Kenneth Drury came to fetch her, And now it was the tenth of June, and he had landed in England again ; letters and tele- grams to the pretty house in Kensington had GORMGIOO oO G' Q)