[Garble-announce] Sation; for had he not turned aside down one

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D were too young to be aware of anything unusual in the fact of his
accompanying them. At the little inn on the hill-top where they stopped
to lodge, nobody asked any compromising questions: and Bertram felt so
sure he could soon complete his arrangements for taking Frida and the
children "home," as he still always phrased it, that Frida had no doubts
for their future happiness. As for Robert Monteith, that bleak, cold
man, she hardly even remembered him: Bertram's first kiss seemed almost
to have driven the very memory of her husband clean out of her
consciousness. She only regretted, now she had left him, the false and
mistaken sense of duty which had kept her so long tied to an inferior
soul she could never love, and did wrong to marry. And all the time,
what strange new lessons, what beautiful truths, she learned from
Bertram! As they strolled together, those sweet August mornings, hand
locked in hand, over the breezy upland, what new insight he gave her
into men and things! wha