My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. But his daughter might well have a claim. "By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. " "Poor Jack!" sighed Thames. "Don't alarm yourself about him, Sir," replied Austin. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. ” She looked down on him thoughtfully, and he let his admiration of her free young poise show in his face. He touched it again, and this time it was not withdrawn.
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