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’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. You must think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. Closing the door, Jonathan next produced his lantern, and, hastening towards the window, undrew a bolt by which it was fastened. 275 “Yes!” She answered, feeling joy and fear well in her chest. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may even now have got scent of me. “I—I didn’t love the man I was engaged to,” she said. The boat was set free, and the men resumed their seats. Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his.
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