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"Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. “You are my friend,” she said, “if any one is. Now," he added, as his
commands were reluctantly obeyed, "help me on with them. Wood's anxiety grew so
insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search
of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure
was arrested by a gentle knock at the door. Shall I send him to Sir John?”
Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. . Nine years ago, I worked in this very house—had a kind indulgent
master, whom I robbed—twice robbed, at your instigation, villain; a mistress,
whom you have murdered; a companion, whose friendship I have for ever
forfeited; a mother, whose heart I have well-nigh broken. He recoiled
from the sting. It’s one of their worst traits, one of their very
worst. "
"No more of this," rejoined Thames, "or we shall quarrel. The lips were straight and
pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable.
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