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‘For my money, you’ll not get much out of old Jarvis either. The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. The man looked closely at Anna as she crossed the footway, and as he held her skirt from the wheel he pressed something into her hand. " "What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt. —'Why, hang every bailiff that sets a foot in your territories, and you're safe,' says I. “You told me that your name was Meysey Hill. They did not care— servant or master, it meant nothing. But her heart kept on sinking. " "How so?" asked the other, distrustfully.
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