"Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!" Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's mouth, and forced him out of the room. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. ‘And, if this was not enough,’ went on the lady furiously, ‘you dare to say I am French. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. But he promised to give me a couple of guineas if I'd ascertain whether it fitted your locks. Having heard from Thames that you were better, and that your sole anxiety was about me, I came to give you the first intelligence of my escape.
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