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"The ceiling is breaking! the floor is opening! he is coming to me!" cried the unhappy woman. " "Sir Rowland Trenchard!" echoed Jack, in amazement. In a moment, Roding and Lucilla joined him. He picked up the remote and sat himself to her right. "Poor little creature!" he muttered, pressing it tenderly to his breast, as he grasped the rope and clambered up to the window: "if thou hast, indeed, lost both thy parents, as that terrible man said just now, thou art not wholly friendless and deserted, for I myself will be a father to thee! And in memory of this dreadful night, and the death from which I have, been the means of preserving thee, thou shalt bear the name of THAMES DARRELL. It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood was only oozing now. Brendon and I are great chums,” he went on nervously. Cars rushed by on the street, swerving into the middle of the two lane road to avoid the knee-deep puddles forming around sewer grates. ‘But I am perfectly serious,’ he returned in a voice of protest. There was a long silence between them. The chapel was crowded to excess. Wood caught hold of Jack's leg, and dragged him off the bench. He would condemn her to the vengeance of the mob all for refusing to marry him.
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