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"Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. ’ ‘Perhaps you don’t, Hilary,’ Gerald said mildly, smiling at the young lady and indicating one of the wide window seats. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing and repassing about their various occupations. I know why. No more did she offer her forehead for the good-night kiss. “I wonder if they will seem altered,” she remarked for the third time. ” “Good God!” said Mr. ” “Yes, Lucy, but you could make the same statement looking in the mirror. “It is not an easy matter,” he said, “for me to offer you an altogether adequate explanation. It would be easy enough for me to write an eloquent letter about something else. Turning quickly round, in the hope of discovering the thief, he was no less surprised than distressed—for in spite of his faults, the woollen-draper was a good-natured fellow—to perceive Jack Sheppard in custody.
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