But threats and entreaties—even promises were ineffectual; and the unlucky captive, after exhausting his powers of persuasion, was compelled to give up the point. "What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. You will stop at once. I want to make myself visible to you. "Sir Rowland is your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. Her patience was waning fast. But for him she might have been alive and happy. ” He intoned.
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