’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen. Cocking the gun. Am I mistaken? Is your heart mine?" "It is—it is; and has ever been," replied Winifred, falling upon his neck. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief.
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