"Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. " "Take time to consider of it," replied Wood sulkily, "there's no hurry. I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. Stanley determined to improve the occasion.
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