“Never mind, old chap,” he declared. When he awoke it was late in the day, and raining heavily. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions. She would take this one back with her. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally. That suggested delicacy; and yet her young body was strong and vital. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. . CHAPTER XVI. I only wish he was not a Papist and a Jacobite. She followed Oxford Street into Holborn, and then she inquired for Chancery Lane.
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