That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. There was one letter. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. He has got five minutes' start of you. She dared not say the word
aloud, not even to herself. "In case he should consent—"
"He never will," interrupted Winifred. “Men’s waists are neither here nor there;
A man scores always, everywhere. "
"Take time to consider of it," replied Wood sulkily, "there's no hurry. There is scarcely one chance in a dozen of saving his life; there would be
none at all if he were moved. "
With this, he attacked her vigorously in his turn. “There, there, now. ‘By the by, get Trodger to send up one of our best men, will you? Someone
discreet.
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