He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. "If I were your father, young gentleman," returned Jackson, enraged at the interruption, "I'd teach you not to speak till you were spoken to. We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. No, this was not reasonable. ’ ‘Oh, this is becoming nonsensical,’ exclaimed Lucilla.
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