’ Her flesh crept. ’ A little sigh escaped her. I MUST. He was in trouble and she could not help him; that was the ache in her heart. "Rather cramped, eh?" "Rather so, Sir," replied the other, altering his position. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields. They had cried a little, both.
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