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She was quite unconcerned. I’ve been waiting a long time for you. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding
her be of good cheer, hurried off. Lucy treaded
down two steps, stunned. You brought your husband a large
fortune, your people were well known in society, your family interest I have
heard was useful to him in his parliamentary career. Her English
was halting. There was a new
softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost
pathetic. ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame
that rapscallion who calls himself your father.
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