"Enough!" rejoined Wild; "he shall not return. You seemed to me to be slipping and slipping, and your face was white. Entering the workshop, he found the blacksmith occupied in heating the tire of a cart wheel. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. She moaned as his lips caressed her neck, almost to where the dress met her shoulder.
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