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“I love you, Ann Veronica. Perhaps in two or three weeks. It was an intimate smell, the
unmistakable scent of him and another woman. "
"Mr. Wood's favourite
sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the
carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. Like the Castle, which it
resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead,
the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since
the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the
Preston rebels. But his gloom appeared to be occasioned
by remorse, rather than sorrow.
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