’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight. " "Then this is not my child?" exclaimed she, with increased astonishment. “My dear sweet Lucia. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. ‘I’ll handle her better alone. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself.
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