’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary. He waved an arm and spoke with a peculiar resonance. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. The girl had told him distinctly that her name was Anna. Courtlaw—Lady Mackinnor. I’ll give you, say, thirty-five guineas a week clear of expenses, and half of anything you earn above the two turns a night. But you must come this way now. “I hope you realize,” he went on, in a lower and less assured tone, “that I am in earnest—very much in earnest.
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