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Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. Lose not a moment, Hobson. Before I met you I never met any one whom I felt I could love, but you have discovered depths in my own nature I had scarcely suspected. Afterwards, it may be different. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. He lives in constant dread of a reappearance of ‘La Belle Alcide,’ and hearing it said that she is his wife’s sister. It’s a tremendous blow, of course—but it doesn’t kill me. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. " "Well, Sir," gasped Mrs.
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