“I do not lay claim,” he continued, “to any remarkable amount of insight, but it is possible, is it not, that I have stumbled upon your present cause of distress. " The doctor ran his fingers through his hair, despairingly. Send for Mr. Wood," replied Jack, calmly. Two packets were committed to your charge, which you undertook to deliver,—one to another priest, Sir Rowland's chaplain, at Manchester, the other to Mr. We come out into the world, some of us—” She paused. I suppose I believe in God. Wood trembled. He felt no pain from this cowardly kick. “In private.
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