” “No, that’s okay. But I can give it its name now. " "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. Speedily recovering himself, however, he rejoined, with forced calmness, "You are mistaken, Sir. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. But if I were you, I shouldn't warn Spurlock. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men. Her body was perpetually tanned, despite the approach of winter. Whenever you grow impatient with her, remember the folly of her father.
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