" "The ways of Providence are inscrutable," observed Wood. They were terrible, horrible people. “I was very foolish to have been deceived even for a moment. ” He too rose. She thought of all sorts of odd and desperate expedients, and with passionate petulance rejected them all. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. Wood, who were, furthermore, engaged in a little conjugal tête-à-tête of their own. "Devil!" cried Jack; "that blow shall cost you your life. And what was singular she did not recount to the doctor that morning's adventure.
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