I can be sure of my courage when my own conscience tells me I am right. Let me speak to him to-morrow—in your presence, Marian. I will say nothing that is wrong, nothing that you or I need be ashamed of—but, oh, it will ease my heart so to end this miserable concealment! Only let me know and feel that I have no deception to answer for on my side, and then, when he has heard what I have to say, let him act towards me as he will.”
She sighed, and put her head back in its old position on my bosom.
should not have heard of you, though you have only been here two days.”
“No, no, not in the village. Three miles away at a farm. Do you know the farm? They call it Todd’s Corner.”
I remembered the place perfectly—we had often passed by it in our drives. It was one of the oldest farms in the neighbourhood,