’ ‘Get on, Hilary, do,’ begged Lucilla. I have just come from him. Squire and master. "Safe!" shouted Darrell, as he effected a secure landing. ” Ahead of them walked a gentleman whom it was evident they must at their present pace very speedily overtake. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. Her lips parted, but no words came.
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