Do you think we could manage that old clothesman between us, if we got out of this box?" "I'd manage him myself, if my arms were free," replied Thames, boldly. ‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. Kneebone, who began to feel sleepy, wound it up, and snuffed the candles.
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