"I must tell you," she was saying. Spurling," rejoined Ireton; "we can taste the rum when he returns. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. They found a cosy little table in the tea-rooms, and everything was delicious. "I am Owen Wood, at your service. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise.
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