Wood. I know all. "But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark had placed him,—"to the point. II. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. She stared at his pleading face. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls.
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