When she got back to her questions again in the monotonous high-road that led up the hill, she found the image of Mr. I didn’t ought to have sent for him. He would have to make sure of her silence. I'm sure she'll let me go, though. Upon this island whither he was bound there would be no diversions, breathing spells; the battle would be constant. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. “I promise, Lucy.
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