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See paragraph 1. Then he took me out to Monteaux, on a motor. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. For she needed him. The elements were wrathful as their passions. “I shall send for a policeman,” Anna said, “directly my maid answers the bell— unless you choose to go before. "By Heaven!" cried he in a tone of surprise, "you have an infant there?" "To be sure I have," replied Wood, angrily; for, finding that the intentions of the stranger were pacific, so far as he was concerned, he thought he might safely venture on a slight display of spirit.
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