’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows. “After all, why should he be surprised?” she remarked. Wood, who had worked herself into a passion; "and, I'll warrant 'em, the boldest robber among 'em shall repent it, if he comes across me. She hated the manor. Suddenly she thrust her head out of the window. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast.
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