He would stare at her intensely when he was certain his parents were not looking in his direction. “I never saw Courtlaw with her—never heard her speak of him. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. “Life—things—I don’t think her prospects now—Hopeful outlook. The girl’s eyes never left his face.
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