“A surgeon!” said Anne. He caught the word; it seemed to rouse him at once, and saying only—“True, true, a surgeon this instant,” was darting away, when Anne eagerly suggested— “Captain Benwick, would not it be better for Captain Benwick? […]”

The branches, outspread in flat plumes and, beautifully fronded, sweep gracefully downward and outward, […] .

Dionysius[…]would give no ear to his suit.

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