" So saying, he closed the lantern. Do you hear me, Sir? Won't you stir!" "Not a step," replied Langley, gruffly. ” She looked at him; his face, downcast and in profile, was handsome and strong. Wood, in indignant surprise. She repeated this breathlessly. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. Do they, Bess?" "Certainly not," replied the young lady appealed to, "especially about their sons. You will make him get his daughter, if you please.
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