"Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. ” He whispered with reverence. But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. For this he was prepared; but he was not prepared for the almost insurmountable obstacles which it presented. " So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of the woollen-draper. ” Miss Miniver followed with an expression of perplexity, her mouth shaped to futile expositions.
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