“Next door,” said a spectacled young person of seventeen or eighteen, with an impatient indication of the direction. He changed his mind however, and simply motioned to her to proceed. "Sir Rowland, I salute you as your nephew. \" Lucy lied. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. The moral right of the author has been asserted. He had not proceeded far when he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled over his brows, rode by at full speed.
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