“When can we be alone together?” She asked him, never loosening her grip. “In any case you will never receive any different sort of answer from me. And I do not know you. That's one of the troubles with young folks: they take themselves so seriously. To-morrow at twelve I'll be with you, Mr. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow.
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