‘My papa he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. And yet—I love you. I suppose if one were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. "Ah! traitor!" cried Jack, pulling the trigger of his pistol.
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