She saw me, and, Lady Ferringhall, I shall never forget her look as long as I live. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from below, that the robbers were flying through the garden. She answered slowly. She was consumed by misery and hate.
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