’ ‘From you,’ the lady threw at him furiously. She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. CHAPTER XIII. "That's for Mrs. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. But I can't consent to the course you would pursue—at least, not till I've given it due consideration. I will marry you when Sir John gets his divorce, and I will do all I can to keep you out of harm. I want you to be my lover. " "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices.
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