" "God forbid!" exclaimed Wood, fervently; and, as if afraid of prolonging the interview, he added, with some precipitation, "But I must be going: I've stayed here too long already. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish. ’ She moved to Melusine’s side as she spoke. “I should imagine,” he said, shaking out a copy of The Times, “that it is your brain which is addled. I next proceeded to Jenny Bunch's, the Ship, in Trig Lane—there I got the same answer. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Not MY affair.
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