"No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. " "And, what good would that do?" replied Ireton, sarcastically. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. ” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. ’ ‘Ain’t you in a rage?’ asked the captain. Let’s go.
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