Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. ‘Truth is, it’s Gerald who’s put me in the devil’s own temper, ma’am. "Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture. “Just think about what you are asking, John, please. Part 8 “Why should I ever come back?” she said to herself, as she went down the staircase.
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