Wood now re-appeared with a very red face; and, followed by Winifred, took her seat at the table. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. His face turned a dark crimson. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries.
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