"Ronald Monteith."
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"And what about your marriage?" asked Foster. "I'll wait till I see how this thing is cleared up," said Ronald, "and then----"
"Well?"
"Whether her sister is guilty or not, I'll marry her."
"That's a mistake."
"What! A mistake to marry a noble woman like that?" said Ronald. "No, Foster, she has been tried in the furnace, and has, to my eyes, come out pure as gold."
"Amen to that sweet prayer," quoted Foster, in his usual, cynical voice.
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"Carmela Cotoner to Mrs. Verschoyle.