Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. "As you please, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan, with affected indifference; "but I'm not going to hunt the deer for another to eat the ven'son, depend on 't. " "Wood's daughter, I suppose?" observed the other. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in.
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