The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible dimple peeped out. Wood, was pronounced by that lady to be very much sprained; and she, forthwith, proceeded to bathe it with a reddish-coloured lotion. For whom had its sharp point been intended? Valade? Or perhaps his wife now that the girl had word of their marriage. ‘What mischief?’ ‘I don’t know, but I’ll go bail you’re at something.
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