" "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. “I am sorry,” he said slowly. “Oh, Veronica!” she said, “to leave your home!” She had been weeping. "With all my heart!" replied Wood. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. The thief-taker's throat was bound up with thick folds of linen, and his face had a ghastly and cadaverous look, which communicated an undefinable and horrible expression to his glances. All this while he was arranging the medicines on the stand and jotting down his instructions on a chart sheet.
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