" As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly in Winifred's dark eyelashes. The girl suppressed a chuckle that would have been inexplicable. I should have gone mad without it. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father. And, fearing you might not come to me, I forced my way hither, even with certainty of discomposing your friends.
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