Wood's ear, whispered, "secret agents from France—you understand—friends to the cause—hem!" "I see,—persons of rank!" Mr. The thought of the picture but added to her despondency. Besides, you've secrets which must not be disclosed. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously.
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