"I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. "Well, you women are forgiving creatures, I must say," observed Jonathan, sarcastically. "It was that song that put it into my head to cut my name on the beam. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. "Mr.
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