She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation, but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. "I'll gibbet the rascal. He had a great contempt for the sections the “theorizers” produced. "I've got to see him; but I'll be reasonable. My name is Armytage—Lord Ernest Armytage. Pull yourself together now. Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter One In the quiet of an autumn afternoon, the deserted mansion slept.
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