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"
"The boy's not at my house," replied Wild. The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of
tears. Building announced solemnly. There are cigarettes and
magazines in the corner there. There was all the knavery, and more than all the drollery
of a Spanish picaroon in the laughing eyes of the English apprentice; and, with a
little more warmth and sunniness of skin on the side of the latter, the
resemblance between them would have been complete. Its importance had vanished with her abandonment of compromise. He trembled, not from any superstitious dread, but from an
undefined sense of approaching danger. "
"Nonsense!"
"Something's wrong. But he died when he was a child—long ago—long
ago—long ago. ”
“Did it come—in Paris?”
“I do not know,” he answered. He sat down beside her just as
the room became darker. Her name, he said, was as pretty as
its wearer. "He's dead," exclaimed Austin. "
"Can I have a word with you, master?" said Sheppard, approaching Wood.
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