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Do help me, Lady Ferringhall. She had nothing to say for herself. In that sense, my strategy worked. The fascination of the idea of throwing himself upon his knees and crying out all that was in his heart! As his eyes began to focus objects, he saw one of her arms extended upon the counterpane, in his direction, the hand clenched tightly. But in this posture he fared worse than ever. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood.
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