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That evening late, Florence, in the seclusion of their chamber told Brenda what had happened.
"You know," she said, "that we have nothing. I think it is dreadful of Mr Timmins to make a mystery about it, and to let us appear before the good folks at Langdale as apparently wealthy girls; but on one matter, at least, I am obliged to him. This has given me the opportunity of finding a true heart."