"Vot are you?" "Practising patience," growled Abraham. Let me have a word with him, and you may take all the money. ” “You seem to have said just what had to be said. Conceiving himself called upon, as the intimate friend of the deceased, to pay this last tribute of respect to her memory, he appeared as one of the chief mourners. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. " "I declare I don't know what to do," said Wood, burned by conflicting emotions.
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