Part 7 “And what are you doing here, young lady,” he said, looking up at her face, “wandering alone so far from home?” “I like long walks,” said Ann Veronica, looking down on him. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. ’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen. ’ ‘And me,’ came the guttural response, ‘I will certainly murder you the very next time I am compelled to see your face. I barely prevailed sometimes, but in the end, my wits were faster than their steel.
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