" The Wastrel rushed. Why, Nab, you shake as if you'd got an ague?" he added, turning to the Jew, whose teeth chattered audibly. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision.
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