"When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. You never can tell. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. It's a mighty quare 'un, though. Between herself and yonder evil mind she had the strongest buckler God could give—love.
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