I wonder if I should have locked you up if I’d been your father. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. “Your teeth are chattering! I’ll make you some hot chocolate!” Cathy cried. He is an awfully good sort— and now he has come to me to help him if I can.
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