The thing rankled in her mind night and day. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. I do not love you. 'He that woos a maid',— fol-de-rol—(hiccupping). But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. Sheppard's weight had destroyed the equilibrium of the plank: it swerved, and slowly descended. ” “Call it what you like,” Anna answered.
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