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. ” “You are jealous,” she declared contemptuously. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. "Till then, I shall remain content," returned Wild. He laughed lightly. " "And what are you going to do with her, supposing I'm fool enough to take this boy with me?" "Send her to my people, in case she cannot find her aunt. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. Youth! You denied me even that," said Ruth, her glance now flashing to her father. ’ ‘But what of justice?’ asked Lucilla, evidently dazed. Lucy stepped inside.
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