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Jolks, and that eempudent faylow, young Jolks, staring up to the window, and Mademoiselle she come in soche shocking déshabille to show herself knocking at the window. 'Twould be very nice thing, Mary Queence, don't you think? I was sitting now on the bedside, crying in mere despair. I did not care to dispute or to resist. Oh! why had rescue come so near, only to prove that it could not reach me?
I remember the face of poor Mary Quince its horror, its wonder as she stood gaping into my face, over Madame's shoulder, and crying 'What is it, Miss Maud? What is it, dear? And turning fiercely on Madame, and striving to force her grasp from my wrists, 'Are you hurting the child? Let her go let her go. 'I weel let her go. Wat old fool are you, Mary Queence! She is mad, I think.
'Oh, certainly, Mary Queence; but it is better it shall be locked, for I think her uncle he is coming to see her, and I am sure she would be very much frightened, for he is very much displease, don't you see? and we can tell him she is not well enough, or asleep, and so he weel go away again, without any trouble.
Is there nothing there? cried I, rushing to the window; and turning to Madame, after a vain straining of my eyes, my face against the glass 'Oh, cruel, cruel, wicked woman! why have you done this? What was it to you? Why do you persecute me? What good can you gain by my ruin? 'Rueen! Par bleu! ma chère, you talk too fast. Did not a you see it, Mary Queence? It was the doctor's carriage, and Mrs.
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