"Let me go," cried Winifred. She spoke with fluent enthusiasm. “Cheveney!” she repeated. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms.
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