“Every one raves about her,” Lady Angela continued. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house. ‘I went to see him because I thought he ought to know about you, having already been imposed upon by our friend Gosse. . Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. One always dreamed of this and never believed it. But in doing so, I most likely saved 233 your life. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam.
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