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His eyebrows arched, knotting in the middle. She stepped into his arms. "No," replied Hogarth, hastily effacing the sketch. Mother—dear mother!" he added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again. Parbleu, but what grandfathers I have!’ It was stalemate, Gerald thought, irrepressible amusement leaping into his chest. 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.
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