" "Did I hear you aright?" asked Trenchard, with startling eagerness. “As she asked!” “It is already too late. If he keeps his word, I'll keep mine. Oh! that I should live to be father-in-law to a peer of France! What would my poor wife say to it, if she could come to life again? Oh, Thames!—my lord marquis, I mean—you have made me the happiest—the proudest of mankind. I know why. " "It is," answered Wood. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. Some foul murder has been committed. Martin’s crush. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. Bah! She does not know me very well, and you—not at all.
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