Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. His demeanour then was sober enough to lend colour to that belief. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. ‘So I shall do so. ‘But I will tell you this, mon vieux.
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