Wood, who looks after her comforts, and visits her constantly. "Here, Tom," he added, calling to a shop-boy, "run and fetch a constable. " Something in the child's voice, something in her manner, warned the spinster that her well-meaning inquisitiveness had received a set-back and that it would be dangerous to press it forward again. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. “Of course he may merely have been telling her who we were, but I think it improbable.
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