Ah! how I wish, poor dear Sir Cecil were alive! he'd keep him in order. He took Diane out. He did not know what her game was, although he had a shrewd suspicion that
she had been co-opted into it by her supposed husband, the soi-disant Valade. He looked at Hilary and nodded. Yes, it was Manningtree
really secured your father. "As you please, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan, with affected indifference;
"but I'm not going to hunt the deer for another to eat the ven'son, depend on 't. ’
‘I’m hanged if I can make out either of you,’ complained Hilary. ’ But I
made sure it was you. "I believe he is conscious," she answered.
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