" "But, my love," still remonstrated Wood, "you know I'm going to look after the boys——" "After Mrs. CHAPTER XVII. ” He recognized the force, almost the passion, which trembled in her tone, and he at once abandoned the subject. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. Nor is Theresa, or even Thérèse. Uttering a terrible imprecation, Jonathan snatched up the link, and hastily descended the stairs, leaving the Jew behind him. Ann Veronica watched him from the dining-room window, and after some moments of maidenly hesitation rambled out into the garden in a reverse direction to Mr. "What are you waiting for?" asked Jack, impatiently.
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