" "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. A little Cockney recovered it, and made ridiculous attempts to get to her and replace it. She was to see Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. Surely it was a dream. She kept her face downcast. “Well, hello there. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers.
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