" "Then you are hurt," cried the carpenter in alarm. Pain sliced into Gerald’s hand and his sword arm jerked. “I do not blame him. “In fact, yes, I do. "Mercy!" screamed Mrs. Stanley lost patience. " The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. With a faint view of overtaking them the pursuer urged his steed to a quicker pace. ’ ‘It could hardly be less so,’ said Mrs Sindlesham tartly. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. “You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. ‘You would like? And do you imagine that I will tell you?’ ‘Won’t you?’ ‘No, a thousand times. ’ Lucilla sat up.
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