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The Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain

CHAPTER XIII
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When, however, on leaving the darkness of the vehicle he found her hand and arm tremble, and had sufficient light to recognize her through the veil, he uttered an exclamation expressive at once of delight, wonder, and curiosity.
"Good God, my dear Lucy," said he in a low whisper, so as not to let his words reach other ears, "how is this?
In heaven's name, how does it happen that you travel by a common night coach, and are here at such an hour ?" She blushed deeply, and as she spoke he observed that her voice was infirm and tremulous: "It is most unfortunate," she replied, "that we should both have travelled in the same conveyance.

I request you will instantly leave me." "What! leave you alone and unattended at this hour ?" "I am not unattended," she replied; "that faithful creature, though somewhat blunt and uncouth in her manners, is all truth and attachment, so far as I at least am concerned.

But I beg you will immediately withdraw.

If we are seen holding conversation, or for a moment in each other's society, I cannot tell what the consequences may be to my reputation." "But, my dear Lucy," replied the stranger, "that risk may easily be avoided.

This meeting seems providential--I entreat you, let us accept it as such and avail ourselves of it." "That is," she replied, whilst her glorious dark eye kindled, and her snowy temples got red as fire, "that is, that I should elope with you, I presume?
Sir," she added, "you are the last man from whom I should have expected an insult.


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