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The woman whom Nance had seen the night before came forward with quick strides.
"None of this folly, Mrs. Cameron," she said in a powerful voice. "Leave that young lady alone this minute, or you know perfectly well what will happen. Now take my arm. You have disobeyed me and you know you must be punished."