“My dear Anna,” he answered. It had been part of her wedding trousseau, a gift from her family to his. ” “Ay,” he repeated, looking away from her. When she got back to her questions again in the monotonous high-road that led up the hill, she found the image of Mr. " "My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. "His life—or yours?" "No one shall harm you more, my dear," cried Lady Trafford.
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