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He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. F. “Mr. But I’m going to-day. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together. " "If I ask you to part with him, my good woman, it's to better his condition, I suppose, ain't it?" rejoined Wood angrily; for, though he had no serious intention of carrying his proposal into effect, he was rather offended at having it declined. We’ll run away together, we’ll elope. It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away.
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