‘Pray you, mademoiselle, can you not—’ ‘No use trying to enlist Lucilla’s aid,’ snapped Roding. Marvel, who proceeded to the cart, and took his seat upon the coffin. Anna lied to you, I lied to you. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension.
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