“Are you going to the Vorsack’s for dinner tonight?” “Yes, I think I’ll stop by. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. Ah! how I wish, poor dear Sir Cecil were alive! he'd keep him in order. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. I shall find him yet. Give way, and let us render what assistance we can to the poor wretch.
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