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Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. “I was sick of the make-believe. No one seeing you together could doubt that she is your granddaughter. I wouldn't allow you to be honest even if you could be so,—which I doubt. She loved to walk through the gardens, graced with columns that loomed overhead. And now YOU’RE on the war-path. ‘Go on, Gerald. Wood. Wood having disposed of the brandy, and pronounced himself much better, hurried close to the fire-side, and informed his friend in a few words of the inhospitable treatment he had experienced from the gentlemen of the Mint; whereupon Mr. Emerging from this aperture, he was about to descend, when he was alarmed by hearing the tramp of horses' feet swiftly approaching, and had only time to hide himself behind one of the largest signboards before alluded to when two horsemen rode up. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk.
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