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” “I can’t be portentous, dear, when you’re about. You had better go to bed. "My father!" she whispered. “I can only be a few years older than you, and I have been married four years. “Good, I’m so glad, Lucy. You told him there wasn't anything in the pockets?" "Yes. When a mere child she fixed her affections upon a youth named Thames Darrell, whom her father brought up, and who perished, it is supposed, about nine years ago; and she has determined to remain faithful to his memory. ‘Come, Hilary. ’ The lady sighed and spread her hands. "Right to a farthing.
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