My dear—I can call you that here, anyhow—I know that. Wood," she continued, with a sudden change of tone, and convulsively clutching the carpenter's arm, "promise it me. "Lend a hand with the ruffles, Blueskin!" he shouted, as that personage, who had just recovered from the stunning effects of the blow, contrived to pick himself up. Brendon was silent.
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