” “Give me your blessing? I didn’t ask for it. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. Very quietly, he added, “Oh Lucia, I’m sorry. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. You should remember, before you try your strength against mine, that when I rescued you from the watch, and you induced me to come and live with you, I beat off four men, any of whom was a match for you—ha! ha!" "My dear Poll!" said Kneebone, picking himself up, "I entreat you to moderate yourself. "I don't see why I should be obliged to pay for doing my duty. Ran in the family. And the jailers also retired. "Do you mean to say that if I support your kid, I shan't bring him up how I please—eh?" "Don't question me, but leave me," replied the widow wildly; "you had better. "You read it, Ruth.
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