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. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. Wood now re-appeared with a very red face; and, followed by Winifred, took her seat at the table. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. They both listened intently. At that, the girl jumped up. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear.
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