“Lucy, do you forgive me?” She looked at him in earnest. He was beautiful and perfect, his blue eyes smiling at her. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. “Fearful old fogey! I can’t imagine any sister of yours putting up with him for a moment. The carpenter well knew from the obstacle which had interfered with his own progress, that the unknown could not have passed through the same lock as himself.
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