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WLNWilson (Amtrak station code; Wilson, NC)
WLNWashington Library Network
WLNWestern Library Network
WLNWiswesser Line Notation (notation used in organic chemistry)
WLNWriting Lab Newsletter (International Writing Centers Association)
WLNLittle Naukati, Alaska (Airport Code)
WLNWeapons Logistics Network
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Wilson, a good-natured but extremely fidgety and cautious old gentleman, ambled up and down the room, appearing, as John Bunyan hath it, "much tumbled up and down in his mind," and divided between his wish to help George, and a certain confused notion of maintaining law and order: so, as he shambled about, he delivered himself as follows:
Wilson's mind was one of those that may not unaptly be represented by a bale of cotton,--downy, soft, benevolently fuzzy and confused.
Wilson chatted along for awhile, and presently got Roxy's fingerprints for his collection--right hand and left--on a couple of his glass strips; then labeled and dated them, and took the "records" of both children, and labeled and dated them also.
Wilson knew Roxy by sight, and when the duel of wits begun to play out, he stepped outside to gather in a record or two.
"You are aware that you have broken the rules," said Miss Wilson quietly.
"Pray be silent, Agatha," said Miss Wilson severely.
Lawrence was gentlemanly and inoffensive to all, and polite to the vicar and the ladies, especially his hostess and her daughter, and Miss Wilson - misguided man; he had not the taste to prefer Eliza Millward.
'No,' said she, 'you must ask Miss Wilson: she outshines us all in singing, and music too.'
Wilson came two other guests -- one, the Reverend Arthur Dimmesdale, whom the reader may remember as having taken a brief and reluctant part in the scene of Hester Prynne's disgrace; and, in close companionship with him, old Roger Chillingworth, a person of great skill in physic, who for two or three years past had been settled in the town.
I've taken a good deal of trouble over that note, Wilson. It's a good note.
The other two officers were not dead or mortally wounded, but Macbride lay with a broken leg and his ladder on top of him, evidently thrown down from the top window of the tower; while Wilson lay on his face, quite still as if stunned, with his red head among the gray and silver of the sea holly.
The sun sank rapidly; the silvery light had faded from the bare boughs and the watery twilight was setting in when Wilson at last walked down the hill, descending into cooler and cooler depths of grayish shadow.