"Heaven's mercy, woman!" he cried, falling farther off from the figure, "Hast thou come back agen!"—Chap. x.
"It would be a fine thing to be you, Miss Louisa!"—Chap. ix.
He felt a touch upon his arm—Chap. xii.
"Heaven's mercy, woman!" he cried, falling farther off from the figure, "Hast thou come back agen!"—Chap. x.
"It would be a fine thing to be you, Miss Louisa!"—Chap. ix.
He felt a touch upon his arm—Chap. xii.