“Think of the mockery!” she said. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. “What are you doing?” He cried. “I wonder if I’ve been properly brought up. . “Look round the table,” she said. A little darling? Lord in heaven, he had taken leave of his senses. “Your coffee’s too good to refuse. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. “Do you want some of mine?” “Yes. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered.
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