Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. . ‘I do not know how you think you may help me,’ she said slowly. Spurlock: 'tis Roundhead, sure enough. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. Spurling; Austin had never quitted his post. Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I suppose. She was unusually soft and gentle in her manner to him. Besides," added he, opening the shawl in which the infant was wrapped, and throwing the light of the candle full upon its sickly, but placid features, "it's sinful to repine while you've a child like this to comfort you. And the bedchamber, for which Melusine instantly headed, was almost bright. Lucy was filled with happiness, it was her third Christmas at the Becks.
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