Brendon was silent. “No, Lucy, because Satan does not exist. Plote was sleeping or deaf. ” “The truth,” she murmured, with her eyes fixed upon him. " "Don't listen to him, father," cried Thames, unconscious of what was passing; "there are plenty of people outside. What was it she had expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. We must never let your father know we went. I came here to beg you not to sign that contract. " The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door.
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