"There's a young woman. He's a Welshman, and I wouldn't for a trifle that any accident befel him. Light the lantern. ’ ‘Indeed?’ said Gerald, surprised. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. ” She could practically hear the self-deprecating thoughts racing across his mind, the failed hours of rehearsed lines. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate.
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