" "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. Wood was once a favourite of yours. I have a new cult to teach, a new enthusiasm. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. "No, Rollo; not this afternoon. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. There's the grand laced coat he wore at his trial, which I intend for my wedding-dress.
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