"Now, Sir, I'll trouble you for your coat. Making her couch upon a heap of hay, she sank at once into a deep and refreshing slumber. ” He said. ’ ‘Quite right, Gerald,’ approved Lucilla. The lady murmured briefly to her husband, and then tucked her hand into Alderley’s arm. "Oh God! she is dying," exclaimed Jack in a voice suffocated by emotion. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy. Her head ached with a hollow pain. Don’t leave me. ‘How do you know?’ ‘Exactly,’ pounced Roding bitterly.
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