"No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. ” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley. How can I tell you all I feel? I love you beyond measure. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. I was just like a sort of dummy that does things as it is told—that is to say, as the strings are pulled. Mr. "It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. “I think,” she said, “that I rather like what you have said.
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