The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. ‘Certainly I have them with me. Kneebone was attired in the extremity of the mode. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. They had turned into the street, on the opposite side of which were the flats where Anna lived. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. " "With a face as square and flat as a bottle of gin.
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