I’m not Gerald, remember. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. All right. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs.
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