Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. "Love me, love my dog! Because I've scolded him and told him a few truths, you are ice to me. ’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off.
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