" "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. What would happen when next morning she returned to Morningside Park? He couldn’t turn her out of doors. “Bad hemorrhage,” he said. Ain't he, Madam?'" "He is, indeed," replied the widow, fervently; "more—much more than that. ‘Imbecile. You must have figured that out by now.
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