"What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. Wood trembled. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. She had heard the trader utter it many times. "Why not?" "I'll tell you," cried a deep voice from the back of the bed. ’ The footman did not object, but it was plain he felt he was neglecting his duty, for he emitted an admonitory cough, causing the captain to pause in his way to the library across the hall.
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