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"Sir Rowland is your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. Could you just let me in? I have a surprise for him. He is not in a state of mind to bear it. You fooled me this morning; but I overheard two old maids talking about you and the young man. We were properly married, and the certificate is at my lawyer’s. ‘But I have told you. After him! A hundred pounds to the man who takes him. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. You represent to me an enigma, the solution of which has become the one desire of my life. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. ‘Would that your mistress were as trusting. I hate children. He took up his hat and went.
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