" "I must trouble you to hold the child, then, for a minute, while I run up to the garret, where I've hidden it for safety," said Mrs. " Jack again seized the bar, and, dashing it furiously against the door, speedily burst it open. Wood cut him short by stating his intention of crossing the river as soon as possible in order to avoid the storm. “Where is my beautiful wife?” He bellowed from the downstairs. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. ’ ‘And who, may I ask, is Dorothée?’ asked Gerald. I should say that having a doubt was enough to condemn it. All this was the work of a minute. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself.
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