Wood from pressing his suit long ago. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. " "For me!" vociferated Mrs. Sir John was not used to such glances, and he liked them.
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