“I heard the other day that she’d been taken in by some cad of a fellow who was cutting a great dash in Paris, personating Meysey Hill, the great railway man. '—'They can't,' says I. " The stranger said nothing, but hastily brushed away a tear. ‘Hollow. F. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. This species of madness cannot properly be attributed to his illness, though its accent might be. Abruptly the sterner look vanished and she twinkled. She held out her arms to him and smiled.
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