“That’s a weird name. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. But don't suppose, Madam, that anything I say has reference to you. " "My conscience acquits me of all share in the offence," replied Jack, humbly. Wood, however, made known his presence to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder. The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose, and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. Why, there's another party on the stair-head inquiring arter scullers; and, by the mass! they appear in a greater hurry than any on us. “No lecturing, Anna!” she exclaimed. " "And I'm glad your worship's recognition doesn't come too late," observed the Master.
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