"Not so, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan; "you are my prisoner. I love you calling me Gérard and idiot, and I love you when you threaten me with every weapon under the sun, and—’ ‘Pah!’ interrupted Melusine, scorn in her voice. Lucy felt herself go very red in the cheeks and lowered her hand rather slowly. Her stomach growled, and she clutched at it in reaction, haphazardly observing that the gown had been changed to silk. "You depart for Lancashire to-morrow. Read it, and you'll find that your unfortunate uncle, Sir Rowland, surrenders to you all the estates in Lancashire. ” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed. Anna glanced into her sister’s face, and rose to her feet.
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