"You poor child!" said Prudence. White told me where to find you. Winifred Wood was now in her twentieth year. Oh, Heavens; that I should have ever indulged a hope of happiness while that terrible man lives!" "Compose yourself, Joan," said Wood; "all will yet be well. But it’s as you say. All I can say is, it's well meant; and I may add, I'd have made it five minutes ago, if you'd given me the opportunity. Take my word for it, your troubles are over.
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