"Well, Sir?" cried the other, eagerly. She took his hand in hers. ‘I rather gathered as much,’ said Miss Froxfield, releasing her hands. Wild is a great man," said the hangman, replenishing his pipe, "and we owe him much, and ought to support him. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft cloud through a golden sky.
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