" "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. . ” “I am sure,” Lady Lescelles said, gently, “that the last consideration need not weigh with you in the least. A wife formed part of his scheme of life, for several years he had been secretly but assiduously looking for her. " "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. “Annabel!” she exclaimed.
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