“I’ll go. ’ ‘Sir!’ called Trodger, as the captain began to lead the young lady off. ” She assented gently. The walls are too high, and the windows too stoutly barricaded in this quarter, to admit such a supposition. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Wood,—"he'll never mend.
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