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He was perhaps forty-five years of age. Wood could give him no further information respecting Sir Rowland Trenchard than what he had obtained from Kneebone; but begged him to defer the further consideration of the line of conduct he meant to pursue until the morrow, when he hoped to have a plan to lay before him, of which he would approve. I'm burning up. His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. “I suppose there’s no way of getting a decent income—independently. "It has been … rather a hard day, Hoddy," Ruth answered. ’ She shook her head sadly. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. He squinted and a disgusted look came over him. " "The same who was here just now?" "No, Sir Rowland, a much finer boy. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful.

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