She knew that I cared for her, she had admitted that she cared for me. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. "Halloa, widow!" shouted a rough voice from below, "where the devil are you?" Mrs. Thames," she urged, "the errand, on which you're going, can't be for any good, or you wouldn't be afraid of mentioning it to my father. His voice now had lost its ironies.
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