The hand was weak and failing, but
undoubtedly that of her sister. Anne Scott read it quickly, then
looked searchingly into the young man's face.
"The third reason, and I do not say it as my father would..... I know
she's here, Mrs. Scott. The soiled cloak on the peg, is hers. She was
wearing it yesterday when..... When I found out what kind of man I had
become. I can't forgive myself for that. I can only try to make
amends, by seeing to it that she is never again brought to such a
pass.
"But I'm afraid the first step toward that end, must be the visit to
my father. You must believe me, he will do nothing to harm her, so
long as I remain as her protector. He is angry now, and afraid that
she may pose some new threat, when his skies are already darkened for
a storm. But when he learns her true nature, as I have, he will
realize his mistake. And if I have anything to say about it, he will
make restitution as well, for the years he left her destitute.
"Mrs. Scott. I don't ask you to forgive the wrongs that were committed
in the past, only that you trust me to know the realities of the
present.
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