But, no. ’ ‘Forgive me, but if that is the case, I don’t quite see why you should run away. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. I feel at moments as though I could bolt for it. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth.
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