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She curtsied to hied, so defiant, so darkly beautiful, that he

caught his breath to behold her "You are all the world to me!" he cried

"Audrey, Audrey! Look at me, listen to me!"

He would have approached her, would have seized her hand, but she waved

him back "Oh, the world! We must think of that! What would they say, the

Governor and the Council, and the people who go to balls, and all the

great folk you write to in England,--ould they say if you married

inia! Mr

Marentleman, proud

of his naone

barefoot on errands to most houses in Fair View parish! Darden's Audrey,

whom the preacher pointed out to the people in Bruton church! They would