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The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. Wood having disposed of the brandy, and pronounced himself much better, hurried close to the fire-side, and informed his friend in a few words of the inhospitable treatment he had experienced from the gentlemen of the Mint; whereupon Mr. " "Iss, Massa Austin," replied the black. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole, and listened intently. Oh, I think I understand, Annabel. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. She hadn't measured up; she had been stupid; she hadn't known how to make love. The overnight nervous strain began to tell; she became inattentive to the work before her, and it did not get on.
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