"We have, Captain," replied Blueskin. She blushed prettily, and in a moment regained command of her tongue. Her father was an astute businessman and a hard worker, but also handsome in the face which had aided partly his ascension to the Guild. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. She had behaved in every way perfectly. "If this document is correct," continued Wood, "and I am persuaded it is so,— you are as unfortunate as wicked. Don’t leave me. " So saying, he re-entered the house, closed the door, and, followed by the widow, proceeded to the fire-place, where a handful of chips, apparently just lighted, crackled within the rusty grate.
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