“It does not appear to me,” he said, stiffly, “to be an affair for jests. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. "Why did I not keep the money when I had it?" returned Blueskin, angrily. ‘He could have little comfort there, indeed. I didn’t ought to have sent for him. . ’ ‘Perhaps you don’t, Hilary,’ Gerald said mildly, smiling at the young lady and indicating one of the wide window seats. He had scarcely completed his toilet, when he was startled by a noise at the door, and heard his own name pronounced in no friendly accents.
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