He has told me sufficient of you—" "My dear," interposed Wood, "for goodness' sake—" "I will speak," screamed his wife, totally disregarding the interruption; "I will tell this worthless creature what I know about her,—and what I think of her. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. It is not, my dear Veronica, that I think there is any harm in you; there is not. "Cease your confounded clutter!" said a young man, whose swarthy visage, seen in the torchlight, struck Wood as being that of a Mulatto. “You must leave me your address if you please,” he said, as she rose to go. " "Not now," returned Thames, impatiently. " "Wood's daughter, I suppose?" observed the other. ‘You have every right to be angry with me. He stared at her breasts while he touched them. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled.
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