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Thou wilt give me my heritage and I will go from thy house; my
father gave it and me into thy father's care not thine, I will write
to him at once and tell him of this terrible mistake."
"Thy father is--" he caught himself in time.
"Thy father is--what?" And she looked at him closely.
"Is too far away over seas, and--might be hard to find."
"Then I will go to him."
"Thou wilt remain where thou art."
"Thou talkest like foolish children. 'Twould better become thee to
prattle of frocks and fixings for my Lady Penwick. Your Lordship will
see to it at once?" It was a happy suggestion. Cedric leant over
Katherine.
"Come, tell me what thou wilt have from London town? thou shalt have
all thy heart asks for."
"Thou art generous with my belongings." 'Twas an unfriendly cut.
"Come, Mistress, what will thou have, make out a list and I will send
it by a courier."
"I prefer to go myself."
"I have guests and cannot go with thee at the present,--and thou canst
not go without me; but thou shalt have the more for this very cause.


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