Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. Warm life was behind that always, even if it slept. “Yes. ” Lucy instructed. ‘That rascally knave sent you to become a French nun?’ Looking positively terrified, the girl nodded dumbly.
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