"Well, well, we'll say no more about it," replied Wood; "and, by way of changing
the subject, let me advise you on no account to fly to strong waters for
consolation, Joan. His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard
that she began to laugh behind her tears. Perhaps that was the reason why she
enjoyed preparing suppers at the Becks. Her sleepless
night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work
distracted her altogether from her troubles. His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl
shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. "Why, what the devil would you have had me do!—make myself scarce, eh? You
should have tipped me the wink.
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