" "Ay, marry," replied Wood, with a look that seemed to say that he did not think it required any surprising skill in the art of divination to predict the doom of the individual in question; but whatever opinion he might entertain, he contented himself with inquiring into the grounds of the conjuror's evil augury respecting the infant. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. You know you do, Annabel. . It reminded Ann Veronica of having a tooth stopped. Besides," he added cynically, "it is said that God watches over fools and drunken men. Mother! do you know what you do? Would you sell yourself to this fiend?" "I would sell myself, body and soul, to save you," rejoined his mother, bursting from his grasp. "No offence, I hope, my dear Mrs.
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