" "You!" cried the tapstress, with a look of horror: "Never!" "Confusion!" muttered Jack, suddenly pausing in his task, "the saw has broken just as I am through the spike. "Your voice seems familiar to me—and—but I'm getting a little deaf—and my eyes don't serve me quite so well as they used to do, especially by this light. "Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. You must know that. He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one. I cannot let you go. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire.
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