"You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. "Speak plainly. . ’ ‘I still think you ought to have waited, miss. Lucy went hunting on a Thursday night. He returned, sitting on the floor beside the couch adoring her and stroking her bare arms. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair.
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