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“I lied, as I would have committed a murder, or done any evil deed sooner than lose you. Who? Could it be Gerald? Quickly, she looked back at Gosse’s face, and found him frowning. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. Prudence reminded him that he was a county magistrate, and parliamentary candidate for a somewhat difficult borough, where his principal supporters were dissenters of strict principles who took a zealous interest in his moral character. What had happened to it? She had broken it, certainly. Selecting a key from the heavy bunch committed to him by Austin, he threw open the door, and beheld Blueskin seated at the back of the small chamber, handcuffed, and with his feet confined in a heavy pair of stocks. " "Really, my love, these accusations are most groundless—this violence is most unnecessary.
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