" "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. Ann Veronica had one of her flashes of insight.
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