A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. "Can't you take me with you?" urged the voice; "I'll make it well worth your while. With Bess's assistance he then climbed up to the window, which, as has just been stated, was secured by iron bars of great thickness crossed by a stout beam of oak. If it wasn’t for the fear that after all—but we won’t think of that. “I didn’t know you were half-Gypsy either. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. I just like you, Mary, and we’ve had a lot of fun. ” “It certainly was,” she admitted. " "You don't remember your mother?" "Oh, no; she died when I was very little. Of course I know nothing of what really did happen in Paris—if even you ever saw him there.
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