” She had had so much time to learn the violin that she often thought to herself that she ought to be much more skilled at it. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose.
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