She lunged without warning again, and Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up the little stair. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. "Oh! that was all, was it?" said the turnkey, quietly reseating himself. “By-the-bye,” he said, presently, “your sister was married to old Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t she? I saw the notice in the papers. He was holding the ring to the light, and narrowly examining the inscription. She listened with dumb fear in her eyes. All she had found was the love of this dog. We men are like children.
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