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"Yes—what do you mean, Ma'am?" added Jack, staggering after her. Now there is none. “John,” she said, “I am afraid that I am going to make you unhappy. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. We were only—les autres. " He opened his eyes again. " "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. ‘You are extremely empty-headed, Lucy. So absorbed was she by her passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her, until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in her ear—"Mother!" She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into her son's outstretched arms. “I’ve been following you for many years.
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