"Stay!" cried Wood, "this is a most perplexing business—if you really are privy to the affair——" "We'll talk of it to-morrow, Sir," returned Jackson, cutting him short. ” Mrs. She felt terrible lying to him. Had Valade been to see him? Possibly even yesterday when he was followed by some young lad—and the girl, of course. Manning’s handwriting, and opened his letter and read some lines before its import appeared. . His head turned sideways towards the noise, his brows scowling. But not finding it, he had again recourse to the bludgeon, and began beating the hand fixed on the upper rail, until, by smashing the fingers, he forced it to relinquish its hold. If this success continued, it would be easy to assume the name of Taber. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent.
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