It's almost
incredible. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the
voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared
better than might have been anticipated. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. 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. “I am in love with you. I hate myself!” She
collapsed to the floor, sobbing. You are my
wife now and you belong to me. ”
“You may be sure of the one,” she murmured.
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