" "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. ‘Well! I hadn’t no notion as he’d got hisself married again. “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. I’m not mad that he has eyes for you instead of me, not mad at all. For days I have been undecided as to whether I would come to you or no. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. "Has no man ever kissed you?" "No. What has become of the other?" "Why, surely you don't mean Jack Sheppard?" cried the woollen-draper in surprise. ” “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you, Lucy.
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