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His arm fell to his side. CHAPTER XVIII. "I would treat him as you treated his father, Sir Rowland. ” She whispered. The thing rankled in her mind night and day. She would always be waiting upon this boy, he mused. He was just getting cross about your being late for dinner—you know his way—when it came. " "Be pacified, sweet soul," said Wood, looking meaningly at Thames; "you shall go, and I will accompany you. She turned off the light and approached the window. I’ll take over here. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. "I guess who you mean," rejoined Shotbolt.
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