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“Lucy! Where is my daughter? Where have you. You were dying and your baby along with you. . ” “And our destinations also, it seems,” she added, smiling. . As usual the substantive sister—Prudence—did all the talking for the pair; Angelina, the shadow, offered only her submitting nods. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. Until now none of her prayers had ever been answered. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. “Do not look so uncomfortable, both of you,” she begged. Twelve years, then, have elapsed since the date of the occurrences detailed in the preceding division of this history. “And now let us leave the men alone and talk about ourselves.
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