It was all because I got hold of a desperate love-letter from Coxe, addressed to you.' But Molly was too tired to be amused, or even interested.She could not get over the sight of the straight body covered with a sheet, which yet let the outlines be seen, - all that remained of Osborne.Her father had trusted too much to the motion of the ride, and the change of scene from the darkened house.He saw his mistake.'Some one must write to Mrs Osborne Hamley,' said he.'I believe her to have a legal right to the name; but whether or no, she must be told that the father of her child is dead.Shall you do it, or I?' 'Oh, you, please, papa!' 'I will, if you wish, But she may have heard of you as a friend of her dead husband's; while of me - a mere country doctor - it's very probable she has never heard the name.' 'If I ought, I will do it.' Mr Gibson did not like this ready acquiescence, given in so few words, too.'There's Hollingford church-spire,' said she presently, as they drew near the town, and caught a glimpse of the church through the trees.'I think I never wish to go out of sight of it again.' 'Nonsense!' said he.'Why, you've all your travelling to do yet; and if these newfangled railways spread, as they say they will, we shall all be spinning about the world; "sitting on tea-kettles," as Phoebe Browning calls it.Miss Browning wrote such a capital letter of advice to Miss Hornblower.
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