‘I don’t want to hurt you any more. I thought that you loved Paris and your work so much. ” Brendon leaned over confidentially. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. "You hear that," cried Mrs. Groans and hoots were now raised by the crowd, and there was an evident disposition to rescue. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. Aroused by the sound of the church bells, he resolved, at whatever risk, to attend Divine service. I will pray for you. I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I— wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my wound—or I should have bled to death.
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