” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. Leaning upon a gate he looked down into the valley. Wood, Sir," he added, with much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not that—" and he hesitated. " "Give me the brandy, and I'll tell you," replied Wood. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. "Here he is, waterman," exclaimed the benevolent carpenter.
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