" "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. The class laughed, a few putting their hands to their foreheads in a military salute to mock her. ” He fumed. During this colloquy, Jack had contrived unobserved to put on the hood and cloak, and being about the size of the rightful owner, presented a very tolerable resemblance to her. Politely Ah Cum stooped and recovered the photograph. But not a word to him of Lady Trafford's absence—mind that. A minute pressure inwards showed him that it was not locked. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow.
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