Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. His sword done with, he took up the bludgeon; balanced it in his hand; upon the points of his fingers; and let it fall with a smash, intentionally, upon the table. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. She tried to think what she should do in this eventuality or that. Then perhaps it is Prudence?’ ‘Oh la la! That is not me at all. They litter up the room. I’m a little tired. And it's uncanny.
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