The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. " "And I shall put Blueskin on the alert against the designs of a traitor," rejoined Smith, in a tone that sounded like a menace. She didn’t choose her man. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. “What do you think you are doing?” He asked. The doctor missed the expression of terror and dismay that flitted across Spurlock's face. No other man should touch her; she was Hoddy's, body and soul, in this life and after. The slight smile that played upon Winifred's lips seemed to say that she was not quite so sure.
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