. " "I know you'll contradict it, Sir," said the widow, looking at Wood as if she dreaded to have her fears confirmed,—"I know you will. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she. ”) Well, they might say that, but he knew very well that before long they would regret it. “You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. You see—I didn’t understand. He sat on the bed, throwing aside his hat. "What have you seen?" inquired Lady Trafford. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. ‘But I am perfectly serious,’ he returned in a voice of protest. When she awoke, the sun was high in Heaven. ’ She was seized by two strong hands and drawn close.
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