’ ‘Ah, that was an affair altogether different,’ she explained and fluttered her long lashes at him. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. The shock and distress were genuine. Wood, I forget nothing. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. I hope I haven't given any unintentional offence?" said the widow, again meekly appealing to Wood. Her eyes followed him. ‘Unless he is himself a man of substance. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband.
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