as
she always walked, though ballasted now for ever by that duller being at
her side. She was not subdued under her falling veil, like so many
brides, but saw everything, them among the rest, as she passed, and
showed by a half smile her recognition of their presence. There was no
mystic veil of sentiment about her; no consciousness of any mystery. She
walked forth bravely, smiling, to meet life and the world. What was
there in that beautiful, beaming creature to suggest a thought of
future necessity, trouble, or the most distant occasion for help or
succour? Perhaps it is a kind of revenge we take upon too great
prosperity to say to ourselves: "There may come a time!"

These two spectators made their way out slowly among the crowd. They
walked a long way towards their after destination without a word. Then
Mr. Derwentwater spoke:

"If there should ever come a time when we can help her, or be of use to
her, you and I--for the time must come when she will find out she has
chosen evil instead of good----"

"Oh, humbug!" cried Jock roughly, with a sharpness in his tone which was
its apology. "She has done what she always meant to do--and that is what
she likes best."

"Nevertheless----" said MTutor with a sigh.

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| TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE:- |
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| The following printers spelling errors have been corrected:- |
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| Page 66 |
| 'direst' to 'divest' |
| 'could not yet divest himself' |
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| Page 278 |
| 'down' to 'done' |
| 'as a simple girl might have done' |
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| Page 397 |
| 'pyschological' to 'psychological' |
| 'any attempt at psychological investigation' |
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| Page 470 |
| 'unforgetable'