” He consumed Irish stew for some moments. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. I presume that I may not kiss you in the street?” “Certainly not, sir,” she replied, laughing. ” “It would be very kind of you,” she declared. ” “All right! And I never dreamed anything of the sort was going on. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. "Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture.
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