. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. "No. “What else was I to do?” For some seconds she stood watching him and both were thinking very quickly. No mercenary consideration influences me. "You'll lose no time," said the thief-taker. His treatment of his wife is most unsatisfactory. You owe what I have done for you, to him, not to me. She felt a new warmth in her blood, a strange sense of elation crept over her. Pull over there. It was rigged up for the occasion as it has been many a time before.
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