’ ‘Don’t be too sure,’ said Miss Froxfield darkly, with a mischievous glance at her betrothed. He put an arm around her. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. ‘She knows them. "I didn't carry you off from old Wood to kill you, but to wed you. Nothing shall induce me to act contrary to the dictates of my conscience.
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