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“Once or twice. I will marry you when Sir John gets his divorce, and I will do all I can to keep you out of harm. He then scaled the northern tower, and made his way to the summit of that part of the prison which fronted Giltspur Street. ‘I rather gathered as much,’ said Miss Froxfield, releasing her hands. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair.
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