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THE SMALL HOUSE AT ALLINGTON.
"Uncle! uncle! I will not have that! I will not listen to a word against him from any human being, not a word! Remember that!" And her eyes flashed as she spoke.
He did not answer her, but took her hand and pressed it, and then she left him. "The Dales were ever constant!" he said to himself, as he walked up and down the terrace before his house. "Ever constant!"
END OF VOL. I.
London: Printed by Smith, Elder and Co., Little Green Arbour Court, Old Bailey, E.C.
