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"Mr. “Is this hansom for me?” she said. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. "Set your prisoner free!" returned Wood. A small voice greeted her, hissing. You have only to look resolute and proceed upon your way. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. " "If my dignity must be purchased by the loss of you, I renounce it," cried Thames. E. “You are an impostor. I'll have no such toast drunk at my table!" "It's the king's birthday," urged the woollen draper. That’s the difficulty. "Perhaps," replied Wood, doubtfully. "The nurses," she answered. Wood, softening her asperity.
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