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Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was
obvious to the meanest intelligence. "Your uncle must
protect you. I’m right again now. But—”
The tired woman raised her eyebrows in mild protest. After feasting his eye
upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a
farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on,
to the right. Indeed it was apparent,
from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. Though encumbered by his
irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified. Sheppard, who witnessed this occurrence with dismay, looked timorously
at Wood, in expectation of some hint being given as to the course she had better
pursue; but, receiving none, for the carpenter was too much agitated to attend to
her, she ventured to express a fear that she was intruding. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the
gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an
overwrought sort of way. And he
did not lack courage. Surely our advice
would have been worth having, at any rate. This was the worst
summer that I ever had in my life, Europe and all, and I
can’t tell you how many times I drove by that Violin
Camp hoping to catch a look at you, praying that there
wasn’t some horny violin guy waiting to ask you out. "I'm
quite at your disposal. "He will be
murdered!—Help!"
"My child!—my love!" cried Wood, dragging her forcibly back.
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