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or hypertext form. Wood turned to look at him. She seemed to have
no idea whatever of the emotional states that were becoming to her age and
position. Wood, leaping from the bed. The
prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the
Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at
the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. “I think—we all think that she is
wonderful. Now I know that you
don’t live as close to the Beck house as you once
pretended. ”
“My dear young lady,” the official said irritably, “this man would not have your
name and address in his pocket without an object. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of
somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her
heart.
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