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I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know. “I’m sorry! Mary! Are you hurt?” “No. ” He kissed her, and handed her into the carriage. And how much I owe you, too, dearest Winifred, for your kindness and attention. He—In fact, he—he locked me in my room. Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. To-morrow night —or rather to-night, for we are fast verging on another day—I propose to lure him out of the house by a stratagem which I am sure will prove infallible; and, then, what so easy as to knock him on the head. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench. Hist!’ he added, as he turned his head and noticed Alderley’s glance.
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