"At length I am my own master," murmured the knight, as his foot touched the strand. It has been only the sort of nonsense which passes lightly enough between half the men and women in London. She turned to Lucilla, a plea in her face. Spurlock was fond of dogs; he was fond of this offspring of many mesalliances; but he never made any attempt to win Rollo, to share him. What happened? Did you turn me?” “Yes, my love.
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