However, I'd rather have a blow from the daughter than the mother. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. The proceedings of this faction were narrowly watched by a vigilant and sagacious administration. "Ah!" exclaimed Lady Trafford, exerting all her strength.
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