Then she uttered a strangled, ‘Espéce de bête!’ and burst into tears. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. . This structure at once satisfied him as to where he stood. Her head dipped deeply into the current, and she narrowly escaped being swamped. Me—I’m nothing but a country wench, and one who went to the bad. ’ ‘Bravo,’ applauded Lucilla, clapping her hands.
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