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“Pray accept my apologies. With your permission, I will go on in my own way. Tell me, Sir," she added, with forced calmness, and grasping Wood's arm; "what has Jack done? Tell me in a word, that I may know the worst. Is that it? I thought this very pretty. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. His glasses were gone.
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