” There was a moment’s silence. A cold shiver ran through her frame, and her gentle spirit passed away for ever. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. I do not love any one. But you had better know the truth to start with. “What are you doing?” he asked. Nothing to check their proceedings but a declining habit of telling the truth and the limitations of their imaginations. " He took her face between his hands and kissed her on the lips. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated.
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