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"These people are all in league with him," cried the latter. "Mistress!" said the apprentice, making a final appeal to Mrs. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. "It's like enough, I dare say," rejoined Sheppard. Once he chuckled aloud. Neither their mother nor Sebastian noticed, as certain members of the house had taken to avoiding each other. "Teach you to keep your distance!" retorted Mrs. "Who is it?" "He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman. About this time,—namely, in November, 1703— while young Trenchard was in Lancashire, and his sister in London, on a visit, he received a certain communication from his confidential servant, Davies, which, at once, destroyed his hopes. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. The settlements which he has spoken of, too, are most munificent. Fortescue, with a bow.
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