"Cease your confounded clutter!" said a young man, whose swarthy visage, seen in the torchlight, struck Wood as being that of a Mulatto. They were horrible people. Her eyebrows were lifted in expostulation. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her. “I don’t know why. " "You mustn't talk. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. He contrived to break off his sister's match; and this he accomplished so cleverly, that he maintained the strictest friendship with Sir Cecil.
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