But before he could say anything, the vehicle rolled to a halt. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. Of course she had often heard sailors hammering out their ditties. ‘Wait a minute, though. " "You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give promise of a glorious manhood. He has had brain fever since, and, as you say, I am more like what you were then than you yourself are now. ” She refused. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. ” She felt his heart warming the small room like a radiator.
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