Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. The wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed himself deeply and sincerely to prayer. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats.
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