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A lively sensation was produced, the next forenoon, when a youth and a girl, in a one-horse wagon, with a big dog and a small trunk, arrived at Lord Betterson's "castle."
Link dashed into the house, screaming, "They've come! they've come!"
"Who has come?" gasped poor Mrs. Betterson, with a start of alarm, glancing her eye about the disordered