” “For you. "You know my motive well enough," answered Jonathan. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. " The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and long white hands of which he made a display. "Would you rather be alone?" "No. I can talk with them. " "Wood!" exclaimed Trenchard,—"of Wych Street?" "The same.
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