“I think we have,” he answered, gravely, and took her in his arms, and smoothed her hair from her forehead, and very tenderly kissed her lips. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. The man was my husband. ’ ‘Do not make a game with me,’ she interrupted, gripping her underlip firmly between her teeth to stop the threatening laughter. "I can't say I do," replied Wood.
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