" "By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily. ” She paused. They both listened intently. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. He squatted and threw his arm around the backs of her knees. And now you must go back, take up your work and think all this over. . Your life is like a funeral March. By your father, Sir Montacute Trenchard's will, you are aware,—and, therefore, I need not repeat it, except for the special purpose I have in view,—you are aware, I say, that, by this will, in case your sister Aliva, died without issue, or, on the death of such issue, the property reverts to Constance and her issue. And still you interest yourself in my affairs. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think about him, and fail to get away from him? “It isn’t all of me. ‘Taken the girl with him. ‘What if she does not agree? Could she reveal us, damage us amongst our peers? Are you certain that we should not kill her?’ He asked.
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