The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. The old woman told him she had no such article to dispose of, but recommended him to a neighbouring blacksmith. I’ve muddled all this business. I wonder——” He turned slowly round. The man was mad to marry me.
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