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A wary look came over her face, and Roding intervened. Lucy inhaled deeply. She was afraid people would follow
her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the
blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she
feared. “As my lady wills. A wooden balcony in one of the adjoining houses
was thronged with ladies, all of whom appeared to take a lively interest in the
scene, and to be full of commiseration for the criminal, not, perhaps, unmixed
with admiration of his appearance. If the boy had done anything wrong back there in
the States, his would be the brand of conscience to pay him out in full. She had never been so disposed to
agree that the position of women in the modern world is intolerable. "
"You cannot help yourself, Sir Rowland," replied Jonathan, contemptuously.
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