The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. “Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. "I see. . Leaning upon a gate he looked down into the valley. " "I imagine I've been in a kind of trance. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. But it was the form of her ruling determination; it was the only form that she ever allowed to see daylight. Something in her tone made him look up. "Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood.
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