. ’ ‘I am not the imbecile you take me for,’ Gerald said with dangerous calm. He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. " "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. “Even Katy Pfister can’t touch you now.
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