"Your master wants a few table-spoons, child," said Mrs. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood. Stay! I'll go myself. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. A narrow entry, formed by two low walls, communicated with the main thoroughfare; and in this passage, under the cover of a penthouse, stood Wood, with his little burthen, to whom we shall now return.
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