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In vain Wood protested his innocence. It'll be your turn to save mine next. I am a young person seeking employment and freedom and self-development, just as in quite our first talk of all I said I wanted to be. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. And then, for the first time, Wood noticed a small stream of blood coursing slowly down her cheek. ‘What now?’ ‘Now,’ she answered flatly, ‘you will please to tell me at once why you have come here. But men are often blind to rings. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. .
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