"Here," repeated her brother. . " "Mr. She was frightfully hungry. The doctor had sown a seed, carelessly. And, as he quitted the room, the poor widow fell with her face upon the floor. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. There were two sisters, you know. She waited expectantly.
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