ToC Nearly nine years after the events last recorded, and about the middle of May, 1724, a young man of remarkably prepossessing appearance took his way, one afternoon, along Wych Street; and, from the curiosity with which he regarded the houses on the left of the road, seemed to be in search of some particular habitation. Nature is a mother; her sympathies have always been feminist, and she has tempered the man to the shorn woman. “I’ll run, too,” she volunteered. Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so many years ago. He measured out the portion of another peg, the bottle wavering in his hand. ” “Two years ago,” she answered.
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