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"And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied
Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless
it be tears of joy. It
was a refusal of expediency, he said, and not an absolute refusal. The cork came out with a loud pop, and Anna could not help wondering how it
must sound to the patient little crowd outside. In a moment his grasp grew
weaker. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it
will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play
with words.
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