"Bless your soul! d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense. “I am. "What's the matter?" demanded Jonathan, harshly. Ramage tethered the horse to the farther gate-post, and Caesar blew heavily and began to investigate the hedge. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. ” The irrepressible smile curved Anna’s lips.
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