Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. He was there concealed, waiting her return. I like such interviews. The two sisters were very fond of one another, I believe. ” “Who cooked it all?” He asked.
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