2. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. Retracing his steps, he arrived, without further accident, at the eastern platform of the starling. She had once reconciled in her mind that she was happy as long as she had him. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. This woman, contrary to his custom, he answered. And, to show you that I have no intention of flying, I will myself close and lock the door.
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