Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. ” “I can’t imagine what makes you fly out against everything like this,” said Miss Stanley to her niece. Predictably, Charvill turned on him. These galleries were separated in the middle by iron grates. “Dear John,” she whispered. That window there…. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. Accordingly, having given Wood such directions as he thought necessary for his guidance, and received a handsome gratuity in return for his services, he departed.
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