Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. ” “You do not understand me at all,” she declared. “You poor little girl!” he cried. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene.
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