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But, feeling secure of vengeance, he determined to abide his time. It’s my choice, Lucy. Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. ’ ‘You would speak of the house?’ ‘Many’s the time little Miss Mary would say her papa meant for her to have it, she having no brothers and sisters at all—when we played together I mean, she and me and Joan Pottiswick.
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