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"Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner cupboard. I'm ashamed to say that I was too much terrified to scream out—but ran and hid myself. Wild's orders. Nature is a mother; her sympathies have always been feminist, and she has tempered the man to the shorn woman. . And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. Wood; "that's the surest way!" "No! no! give it me!" vociferated Wood, snatching the pistol, and rushing to the door, against which he placed his back.
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