Lucy slipped upstairs silently. "Swear that you will do this," she cried. She had seen her really only at teas, with the Stanley strain in her uppermost. My poor Hoddy! I had to talk harshly, or break down and have hysterics. Jonathan Wild and his bloodhounds, with a hundred others, incited by the reward, will be upon my track. I cannot let you go.
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