CHAPTER VI. "So it appears," replied Marvel. I sang to him, and he was satisfied. “Nor am I now,” he answered. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. CHAPTER XVIII. She then opened Lucy’s meager closet and plucked out a pair of heeled boots usually reserved for weddings and funerals. The challenge gave her courage. It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans. "Poor creature!" ejaculated Wood. She whispered, “Another car is coming,” as lights approached their car. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields.
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