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Legend of Moulin Huet by Lizzie A. Freeth
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a rough one.

Marguerite had not long been enjoying the quiet of her own society when
she heard her Father call her. She immediately obeyed his summons with
that strange feeling at her heart--that strange foreshadowing of
evil--to which we have all been subject at some time in our lives.
"Again at that silly work, girl; better for thee to get something to do
about the house than waste thy time over that useless finery; I'll
warrant me when thou art Jacques Gaultier's wife he will find thee other
work--mending his nets, mayhap!"

"My dear Father, I will never be Jacques Gaultier'a wife. I have told
him so oft: I doubt if he will ever speak to me on the subject again; he
will not risk hearing rude words from me, I fancy."

"I tell thee thou _shalt_ be Jacques Gaultier's wife, and that before
long; he is coming here to-night, and I will tell him he can have thee
with my full consent. Spite of thy love for red coats, thou wilt settle
down here as a fisher's wife."

"Father, I have promised to marry Charlie and no other, and I will do
so; you used to like him ere 'my Lord Protector Cromwell' turned the
heads, if not gained the hearts, of nearly all but the loyal soldiery!
And now I will never marry any one but Charlie. You have made me speak
thus to you Father; I don't think you ought to try to make me marry one
whom in my heart I despise; and who you know well is not a good man."

"Ah! that is thy spirit, is it? Well, we'll see; I doubt if thou wilt
find that fine soldier of thine alive much longer; it would be a good
and commendable deed to sweep all such from the face of the earth."
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