” Anna read, and her cheeks grew slowly scarlet. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. "I will set about it instantly. ‘Dieu du ciel, is this a way to have me say yes? If it is that you do not wish to, why do you ask me?’ ‘Ah. “What’s wrong with having witchcraft books? Is she afraid that the Princeton Hill villagers will burn you at stake?” Lucy asked sarcastically. 123 It didn’t take long. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me.
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