Lucia confined herself to her quarters, wondering when they would flee to the country as so many other houses had done. " "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. “Do you hear!” she said “whatever you are, wherever you are! I will not be slave to the thought of any man, slave to the customs of any time. At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread.
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