‘I am Major Gerald Alderley of the West Kent Militia. I swore I would bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as his father. She rapped again, louder. " "Well, Jack," said Jonathan, who had looked at him with surprise not unmixed with admiration, "you are a bold and clever fellow, I must allow. "Did I hear you …" began McClintock. " "Loved me! You!" "I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen by a gipsy in Lancashire. ’ ‘Have no fear. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness. Even there a woman never gets a fair chance.
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