Wood, was much better furnished with eatables than might have been expected, and boasted a loaf, a knuckle of ham, a meat-pie, and a flask of wine. “Have either of you been out of this room since you discovered what had happened?” he asked. It is not for myself I fear. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. Never! Perhaps some day, quite soon, she might regret that breakfast-room. I was afraid that I might be called upon as a witness.
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