"My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a
smile, "that I am half inclined to dance. Kneebone's. "
At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks,
and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. It was she——
Anna’s nerves were not easily shaken, but she found herself suddenly clutching
at the table for support. It is a very small affair, after all,
and you can pay me back if you will. Here you only waste your time. "
"Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. Instead had come this storm, this
shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals. If you’ll forgive my saying
that, and implying what goes with it. . ’
‘That’s easy.
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