’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. Aliva Trencher. “Enter Sir John, very honest, very much in love with me. " He paused, and not without malice. "Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood. I defy you to explain it away. "I've seen him some years ago, I believe," answered Wood; "and, though he must be much changed by this time, I dare say I should know him again. Anything in the least irregular is like poison to him. It is a most wonderful piece of good fortune, as I suppose you will be prepared to admit. I'll tell you what. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations.
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