"This very day have I disowned him." And observing the inquiry with which his eyes were of a sudden charged: "Would you have me own a thief, a murderer, my father ?" she demanded, with a fierceness of defiant shame.
"You know, then ?" he ejaculated.
"Yes," she answered sorrowfully, "I know all there is to be known.

I learnt it all this morning.

All day have I pondered it in my shame to end in the resolve to leave Sheringham.

I had intended going to London to my mother's sister.

You are very opportunely come." She smiled up at him through the tears that were glistening in her eyes.