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He was the social order; he was law and wisdom. She became aware of his presence as she had never been aware of any human being in her life before. “Hold on, she’s right here. ‘It must have been so, Melusine, or I wouldn’t have kissed you. " "Bring him here,—let me see him—let me embrace him—let me be assured that he is safe, and I am yours. A shout was heard at a little distance, and, the next moment, a person rushed with breathless haste to the stair-head. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. “She”, you say. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. ” “How old-fashioned of you, Lucy.
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