" "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. ’ ‘Ah, that was an affair altogether different,’ she explained and fluttered her long lashes at him. He dashed against the screen door before she could catch him and made the veranda. He had brought the shrubs down from Syria, and, strangely enough, they had prospered.
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