’ ‘Yolande, my maid?’ ‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. Without stopping to inquire into the cause of their mirth, or even to ask the names of his guests, the worthy carpenter shook hands with the one-eyed chapmen, slapped Mr. "The speedy union of Thames Darrell with Winifred Wood," replied Jack.
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