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"'And thine eye shall not pity,'" said her father, in a tone of rebuke, "'but, life shall be for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot. Splendidly. No fear o' that. I’ve never met any one like you. She turned towards the door, and had taken a pace towards it when it was flung open. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. ” “Your sister,” he answered, “did me the honour of dining with me last night. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. ’ ‘In a somewhat roundabout fashion, if you ask me,’ came in a mutter from her old nurse, very much in her usual style. But you couldn't.
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