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” “I will tell him,” Lady Lescelles said. " He stuffed the printed chintz into her arms and smiled into her eyes. No doubt that was due to his helplessness. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. A woman such as I am might help take care of Mr. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within. Inhuman as he is, he would not kill her. That is quite as far as I mean to tempt Providence to-night. Now, however, as Gerald watched them, their heads were together and they were murmuring in French. "Oh God! she is dying," exclaimed Jack in a voice suffocated by emotion. . In lieu of the substantial habitations which he had gazed on overnight, he beheld a row of falling scaffoldings, for such they seemed. He described her privately to himself as a splendid girl. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. "Don't think to deceive me by your false pretences.
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