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If she returns to the house from which we took her, her companions will laugh at her and smother her with ridicule. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. " With this praiseworthy determination, he was hastening down stairs, with the utmost rapidity, when he encountered a female, whom he took, in the darkness, to be Mrs. Here he halted; and, looking upwards, read, at the foot of an immense sign-board, displaying a gaudily-painted angel with expanded pinions and an olive-branch, not the name he expected to find, but that of WILLIAM KNEEBONE, WOOLLENDRAPER. Sir John once more looked around him. Her pa was only the smithy.
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