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CHAPTER XVI.
CONCLUSION.
While standing thus, absorbed in my gloomy reverie, a gentleman's carriage came round the corner of the road. I did not look at it; and had it rolled quietly by me, I should not have remembered the fact of its appearance at all; but a tiny voice from within it roused me by exclaiming—
"Mamma, mamma, here's Mr. Markham!"
I did not hear the reply, but presently the same voice answered—
"It is indeed, mamma—look for yourself."
I did not raise my eyes, but I suppose mamma
