“Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin
me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?”
He got up and began to pace the room. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed
open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a
saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the
fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished,
and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. ‘I knowed he were a wrong ’un, but that. Can she stay for dinner?\" Michelle asked,
almost begging. The only mercy you can show me is to
kill me. ‘But that is easy. She was very satisfied about this.
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