Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. “I love this warm end of summer more than words can tell,” he said. " Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church. “The Vote is the symbol of everything,” said Miss Brett. The cause of this uproar was soon manifest. Annabel thought, and thought again. “I may as well come up by this train. " "He then," continued the woollen-draper, "is no longer considered—" "How, Sir?" cried Thames, advancing, "what is the meaning of your reference to my name? Have you dared to insult this lady? If so—" "Insult her!" replied Kneebone, rising, and endeavouring to hide his embarrassment under a look of defiance. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me.
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