E. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. "What is it you want?" she asked, as she held out the coat. Lucy's ears were singing. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. ’ ‘Quite right, Gerald,’ approved Lucilla. ’ ‘You certain? She’s a thought too volatile for my money. Wood. Pshaw!" added he, making an effort to subdue his emotion, "I can't leave you in this way.
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