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She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. A hansom stopped a little way off. ‘And nor do I. Not a moment is to be lost. " "You're agitating yourself unnecessarily, Joan," returned Wood, in a soothing voice. ” Annabel looked down. Wood!—no," replied the turnkey. " Then he looked at Ruth. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. Wood governs me?" "It's plain you can't govern yourself, at all events," replied Jack coolly; "but, be that as it may, I won't be struck for nothing.

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