Advancing towards Wood, Jonathan fixed his keen gray eyes upon him, and demanded, in a stern tone whether the persons who had taken refuge in the adjoining house, were bailiffs. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. ‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. “I am very glad to hear you say it,” he repeated, and refrained from further inquiry.
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