CHAPTER XIV. And no ill-chances. She thought of all sorts of odd and desperate expedients, and with passionate petulance rejected them all. ‘Don’t dare address me by such a title. At last—I told a story. Tell me, Sir," she added, with forced calmness, and grasping Wood's arm; "what has Jack done? Tell me in a word, that I may know the worst. Never had she seemed to him so much like Anna. . As he entered the shop, a tall portly personage advanced to meet him, whom he at once recognised as the present proprietor. He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one.
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