Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. You want industry—you want steadiness. I felt I MUST do something anyhow, and up I came just as soon as I could to see you. She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. ‘You have a knack of saying just the wrong thing.
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