There was a huge desk of heavily carved ebony at one end, and at the centre, a couple of straight-backed chairs stood before a great fireplace at the outer wall, flanked by two bookshelves with casement windows above. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. "I'll go to her directly," said Wood, bustling towards the door. "Holloa—what's that?" cried Austin, starting up. Petrified and speechless, he turned an imploring look at Wild, who was himself filled with astonishment at the pile of rubbish lying before him. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. The other bona roba, known amongst her companions as Mistress Poll Maggot, was a beauty on a much larger scale,—in fact, a perfect Amazon. I was grounded for the last two weeks.
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