" "We'll see that, young hempseed," replied Sharples, shutting the hatch furiously in his face, and locking it. “You will be so late. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. Read it, and you'll find that your unfortunate uncle, Sir Rowland, surrenders to you all the estates in Lancashire. A shy virgin bride would not press her thigh sinuously against his, nor consent indeed to this clandestine little comedy he had been playing. " "Nor any one else in his senses," rejoined Wood, with a laugh. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. Sheppard.
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