1. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. As he gazed down into the courts of the prison, he could not help shuddering, lest a false step might precipitate him below. “I am sure,” she said, “that you mean to stay until you are turned out. ‘Truth is, it’s Gerald who’s put me in the devil’s own temper, ma’am. I'll dig it up. Tell me I haven’t heard. ” Courtlaw suddenly interposed. ‘Ha! It’s you, is it?’ He threw a glance at his two juniors.
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