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I love you—unendurably. ” Mrs. There’s sure to be a place somewhere. I hope I haven't given any unintentional offence?" said the widow, again meekly appealing to Wood. “Yeah. I ought never to have thought of it. I'll take off your irons—for I guess that's the reason why you want the hammer and file—on one condition. Her mother had prepared her for everything. ” “Try what?” She asked, coolly assessing his lithe hips. He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. Beyond was another door, on which was painted in black letters: MR. Wood.
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