CHAPTER XII. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. Angelina's distress over these mischances was pathetic. ’ ‘Gosse,’ corrected Lucilla. I, too, want to understand—to walk with my head in the light.
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