He reached a silver cigar and cigarette box from the sideboard
and put it before his father-in-law, and for a time the preliminaries of smoking
occupied them both. "My child!" he groaned faintly. He was unusually absurd and ready, and all the time it seemed to Ann
Veronica as a delightful possibility, as a thing not indeed to be entertained
seriously, but to be half furtively felt, that he was being so agreeable because she
had come back again. "You have forgotten your knife, Mr. Andrew's
church, the bell of which was tolling, was covered with spectators. ‘You have a knack of saying just the
wrong thing. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding
her be of good cheer, hurried off. “Oh, Michelle, I’m such a miserable fool. "
"Would he had done so!" cried Jack.
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