I don't threaten idly, as you know. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. . And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. But there is something in your voice that makes me distrust you. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. ‘No need to shake in your boots,’ Gerald said soothingly.
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