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"Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper. “You see,” said Ann Veronica, staring before her at the window-sash, “that’s the form my question takes at the present time. Your father is very angry, and will not have her name mentioned in his hearing. " Ruth did so, but without any particular fervour. ” He stuttered. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. "Don't look at it, I entreat," she cried. "Shortly after your last visit to Dollis Hill, my father was one evening waylaid by a man, who informed him that he had something to communicate respecting Thames, and had a large sum of money, and some important documents to deliver to him, which would be given up, provided he would undertake to procure your liberation.

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