" "Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land lies. "Don't leave him, if you're at all fearful, my dear," replied Wood, receiving the little burthen with a laugh. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. A pane of glass was shivered by each stone.
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