‘But I will tell you this, mon vieux. See how he gets on, father," he added, appealing to Wood: "the box seems to grow under his hands. . They’re just a joyous softening of the outline—more beautiful than perfection. And yet, she would be easy prey in her present state of mind to any plausible, attractive scoundrel. I shall take to him as nat'ral as if he were my own flesh and blood afore long. He brought me past this house, and I thought I would call and leave your brother’s letter.
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