Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. “If I do,” he said. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. ‘You’re not going to kill me this time. " "Lord bless us!" ejaculated Wood, "how shocking! No, I did not know that. It was surely odd that her thought should pick up that picture and recast it so vividly.
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