"It's a great world," was the manager's greeting. He could hardly open the envelope, he trembled so. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief, she was tranquil. "An audience might have frightened the birds. I want to leave it for ever. "But be prudent, my angel. Every rule is against me—Why did I let you begin this? I might have told—” “I don’t see that you could help—” “I might have helped—” “You couldn’t. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. "Well, well; look who's here!" cried Spurlock.
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