Wood had prevented him from paying much attention to the previous scene. She didn’t choose her man. I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know. 1. No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him. He savored the last solo, the coda. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones.
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