" "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. He’s waiting. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance. ’ Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows.
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