” “By God!” said Manning, making the most of the word, “I suppose it’s fate. "If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. She has already forgotten it. ‘Exactement. It was an odd room, used principally for the reception of guests and visiting dignitaries, packed from end to end with ill-assorted sofas and padded chairs. “Yes,” she said, “that is what we ought to do. He remained talking with her however. And I suppose it is too much to expect that any entirely English young lady would be prepared to tolerate me for the remainder of my life. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street.
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