"By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. "My name is Darrell," said the fugitive hastily. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. He lit a cigarette and loitered about.
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