His chest heaved violently, and big tears coursed rapidly down his cheeks. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. and Mrs. Whisky kills him suddenly; it does not sap him gradually. "No, Sir Rowland," replied the attendant, "as you proposed to ride to Saint Albans to-night, I thought you might choose to see him yourself. ‘I must get a handkerchief. ’ Gerald started. I had no curiosity of that kind.
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