He got up. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. Wood, who appeared to be collecting her energies for a terrible explosion, "in the hope that they may prove acceptable.
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