She got up, put the neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the little cards in the morocco case. "Cease your confounded clutter!" said a young man, whose swarthy visage, seen in the torchlight, struck Wood as being that of a Mulatto. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon.
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