Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. ” He held out his hand obediently. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. " "You are heiress to the Trenchard property," rejoined Jonathan, "one of the largest estates in Lancashire. " "Better she die by her own hand, than by that monster's," cried Jack, brandishing the bar.
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