" "God forbid!" exclaimed Wood, fervently; and, as if afraid of prolonging the interview, he added, with some precipitation, "But I must be going: I've stayed here too long already. We are linked together in this matter, and must go through with it. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. “I’m sure we’re all delighted to see you again, Mr. A crisis of some kind was toward. Gerald tried it.
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