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As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. Be seated, and calm yourself. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss to recognise the carpenter's daughter. Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. “I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. ‘Pray you, do me this one little service, and do not ask me why. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing.
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