T H E P R O D I G A L S
MORRISON AND GIBB, PRINTERS, EDINBURGH.
THE PRODIGALS
AND THEIR INHERITANCE
BY
MRS. OLIPHANT
AUTHOR OF
“CHRONICLES OF CARLINGFORD” “THE WIZARD’S SON”
ETC. ETC.
IN TWO VOLUMES
VOL. II
Methuen & Co.
36 ESSEX STREET, LONDON, W.C.
1894
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CHAPTER XI
EDWARD came out to meet her, and took her hand and drew it through his arm. He led her in tenderly, holding that hand in his, without a vestige of the reserve and restraint in which they had been living of late. Winifred was greatly surprised. She drew away her hand, half-angry, half-astonished. “Why is this?” she said. “Is it because it is so early that you forget”—
“It is because there is no longer any need of precaution,” he said very gravely, pressing her arm close to his side.