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They stood back together and stared at it. . She made an abrupt personal appeal. He tugged at the overly large hooded sweatshirt, which
she unzipped and let fall to the ground. Wood,—Winifred fainted in
the arms of a female attendant,—and Wood standing beside them almost in a
state of distraction. Come down, I say, instantly, or I'll make you. At the thought of the major, her tears redoubled and she
was obliged to rip off a piece from the remnants of her already maltreated underpetticoats with which to blow her nose and soak the damp from her cheeks. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far
recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under
the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions.
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