" "I see. ” “Uh. "To—to—no matter what," returned the widow distractedly. “Which one?” “The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time shielding her sister. He's more like a lord than—" As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a young man marched boldly into the room. His sword done with, he took up the bludgeon; balanced it in his hand; upon the points of his fingers; and let it fall with a smash, intentionally, upon the table. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud. To find the incentive! But how? Thither and yon the idea roved, seeking the way. ’ Pottiswick sucked at his teeth through the gaps. The resemblance was amazing! And some man—he was good-looking—was in the background. “We always have things out with OUR father, poor dear!” said Hetty.
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