You don’t know. He had gained admission somehow, and he too was waiting for Anna. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. Ten days should see you on your feet. He couldn't be in better hands than those in which he has placed himself. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. I am sorry to seem to hurt you, but all I say is for your good.
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