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Wood, at Dollis Hill
—"
"Let me have one," said a carpenter, who was passing by at the moment,—"Mr. "
As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly
in Winifred's dark eyelashes. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never
seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. Perhaps you will
now explain the alarm. Sebastian sat smirking in amusement. If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less
assurance than the woollen-draper. As far as I
can, I belong to them all. His gaze remained steady on the old
dame’s face, as he thought about it.
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