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Anna thrust hers into her pocket unopened, and for the first time left the house without a smile upon her face. For so far she had kept it uncashed. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. Spurlock was by nature orderly, despite his literary activities. “Rubbish!” he answered. Her aunt had a once exasperating habit of interrupting her work with demands for small household services, but now Ann Veronica rendered them with a queer readiness of anticipatory propitiation. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. . " "Don't stir, or they'll chain you to the wall," said his mother detaining him. The moment they cease to be serviceable, or become dangerous he lodges an information, and the matter's settled. " "Then the sooner I'm off the better," cried Wood; "what's to pay, David?" "Don't affront me, Owen, by asking such a question," returned the landlord; "hadn't you better stop and finish the bottle?" "Not a drop more," replied Wood.
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