They were both dressed in every respect alike. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. I need hardly say that your aunt joins with me very heartily in this request. “If I had three hands,” she said, with a faint smile, “I would give one to each of you. Compared with her father and Mr. Perhaps I am still mad. Then she moved towards the door. And, yet, I don't know. His voice had broken.
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