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"You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of
pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give
promise of a glorious manhood. He wasn't satisfied
with an assured income from the paper-mills your grandfather left us. ‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. simply lost all hope. The trip took a full day. Entering the
workshop, he found the blacksmith occupied in heating the tire of a cart wheel. ’
‘Did no one know, then?’
‘No, for the vicomte, we learned later, wrote to General Lord Charvill in
pursuit of his sister. ’
‘Well, I do now,’ Lucilla said firmly, and turned back to Melusine. But, answer me. The jealous burn at his eyes
subsided and his finger came up. This was his sister, evidently in the last extremity.
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