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He had barely settled at his desk in his library, when he was disturbed by two morning callers. Wood was unable to discover the figure of the widow, but he recognised her dry, hacking cough, and was about to call her down, if she could not find the key, as he imagined must be the case, when a loud noise was heard, as though a chest, or some weighty substance, had fallen upon the floor. " "Shall we do so?" whispered Winifred to her father. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. I did not even know where to write and thank you. " "Are you ready?" said Trenchard, striding towards the door.
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