Cathy rushed out from the kitchen, all smiles, with
Lucy behind her. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. "
CHAPTER IX. ’
‘It is true,’ insisted the lady. “I cannot but conclude,” he said, “that your errand involved the recital to my
wife of some trouble in which you find yourself. The villain has enjoyed his security too long. I
wonder whether you would mind, Lady Ferringhall,” he went on, with a sudden
glance at her, “if I tell you that you yourself remind me a great deal more of what
she was like then, except of course that your complexion and colouring are
altogether different. . "Suppose we go and have tea?
I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the
Victoria instead. Wood. ‘Even the nuns they say I am like a devil.
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