It’s John. ‘I will fight to the death, if it needs. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage. Even in the daylight, it had a sombre and suspicious air, and seemed to slink back from the adjoining houses, as if afraid of their society. Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned.
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