\" She was surprised that he had noticed her existence as early as her arrival at the Beck house. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. " "It is not Jack's voice," rejoined Mrs. She tried not to blush. ” “Are you afraid?” “Only for you! Most of my income will vanish. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. Lucia confined herself to her quarters, wondering when they would flee to the country as so many other houses had done. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed.
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