" "Wood's daughter, I suppose?" observed the other. He's as savage and suspicious as the devil himself. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. ‘Mademoiselle. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. “Dreadful women, my dear!” said Miss Stanley. "Nobody shall," cried Mr. " "Marriage and hanging go by destiny," observed Wood, after a pause; "but I trust your child is reserved for a better fate than either, Mrs.
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