When she entered the office a strange scene was presented to her startled gaze. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. Anna rummaged about in her dressingcase, and finally drew out a letter. The weed was all right. Vorsack rose from the table and departed for the bathroom, mumbling something about a Tylenol. ” She admonished.
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