Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. " "But that style isn't Oriental. ” He was silent for some moments. You do not believe his statement?" "I do not," replied Winifred. Lucy was filled with happiness, it was her third Christmas at the Becks.
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