Lucy entered the room. There it is. “You vixen!” said Mr. Harrison Ainsworth
Internationale Bibliothek G M B H Berlin
1922
"Upon my word, friend," said I, "you have almost made me long to try what a
robber I should make. The galleries adjoining it were
crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house
standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of
Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a
white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for
days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures
sank far below their actual importance. Spurlock to
keep to the bungalow until the rogue goes back to Copeley's. "
"Law! Miss," observed the maid, "there's nothing mischievous in the person's
appearance, I'm sure. 277
“I was beginning to think that I would never see you
again, Lucy. ”
“He seems like such a nice boy. My mother, I'm sure, didn't intend to
hurt your feelings. Old Kesterton, choleric-looking individual nearly opposite, will
curse the cooking till he’s black in the face, but he never misses a dinner.
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