‘Monsieur Charvill thought perhaps that his daughter
would find not a welcome. After all, if one could wait twenty years or
more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could
certainly wait a few more days. "I don't know how it is," he added in a low voice to Thames,
as they were left alone, "but I've a strange foreboding of ill. After the dance, they went to a party. Spurling had retired for the
night. There it is. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and
found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a
couple of farming-men. "Fold it … under the pillow. Sheppard, relieved by their departure, and giving way to a
passionate flood of tears; "were it not for my child, I should wish to be in the
place of that unfortunate lady.
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