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Wood fancied he recognised. ” “Do you drink blood?” He stood up. Wood; "to be sure you are! I wonder how you dare show your face in this house, hussy!" "I thought you sent for me, Ma'am," replied the widow, humbly. He had set out to win her, and she had let him start. For a time he heard no more, and stared with stony eyes at a Book-War proclamation in leaded type that filled half a column of the Times that day. The stranger looked at him as if strongly disposed to chastise his impertinence. ‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. Do you know, I envy you.
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