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’ Then she frowned. Wood," said Jonathan, advancing towards him, and speaking in a low tone, "the secret of your adopted son's birth is known to me. But I’d have done it without, though it weren’t my place. CHAPTER XXII. Wood went on fuming, and the trio went on laughing for some minutes, nobody knew why or wherefore, until the party was increased by Mr. Because here was the haven for which she had been blindly groping: the positive abolition of all her father's rights in her—the right to drag her back. “Think how dumb we find ourselves and stifled! I know we seem to have a sort of freedom. Soon the trunk, portmanteau and hat box were ready.
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