Judith, whose eyes were still wide with astonishment, touched her arm.,
"What, David, back again!" he said, ignoring the question asked by Sarby. "So you did not stay to dinner?",
"My mother is so cruel," said Isabella in a low tone, "and I feel so ill," she continued, raising her hand to her loose hair. "Yes, yes; I must go home. But Maurice--my dear Maurice.".
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