” He said curiously. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. "Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street towards Hatton Garden. Her relationship with John had made her the object of desire for scores of teenage boys who had dared not previously think of her in such a way. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think. It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. Lucia, you will come to love me and all the blessings of the Lord that marriage brings.
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