’ Her face fell. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. And he had gone away without knowing the truth! "My proa boys are ready; the wind is brisk; and in an hour we shall be beyond all pursuit. “Sir John is a man of the world,” her aunt answered coldly.
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