Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. " Half an hour later she laid aside the book. "I would sacrifice all my fortune—all my hopes —to liberate him. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it; "but the Marquis de Chatillon. I have hurt and snubbed poor Teddy. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. But to-day he did not get beyond half a dozen desultory start-offs. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian.
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