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They entered a hansom and turned on to the Embankment. Wood," cried David, pouring out a glass of the spirit, and offering it to the carpenter, "that'll warm the cockles of your heart. " "My dear," observed Wood, "you should be more charitable—" "Charitable!" repeated his wife, "that's your constant cry. At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance. I hope you won’t think less of me, you’ve treated me so well. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected.
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