She
heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as
she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through
the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the
ground. "Here's the door. He can't be far off. "Damnation!" exclaimed one of the leaders of the party in a furious tone,
snatching a torch from an attendant, and throwing its light full upon the face of
the carpenter; "this is not the villain, Sir Cecil. "
"Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the
words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or
unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. ”
She was frightened—his anger always did frighten her—and in her resolve to
conceal her fright she carried a queen-like dignity to what she felt even at the
time was a preposterous pitch. The thought of them distressed her without
subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. I want you to
understand clearly that I was indebted to the man in many small ways.
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