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Their small talk continued. It was a look that accorded very well with the hayloft setting that had come to mind. What was the matter with the dress? She could not see. John knew better. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. When she saw however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression changed as though by magic.
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