" And, as the weights were removed, he fainted. “You are going to treat me as though I wasn’t. . . " "Pray cease these compliments," returned Winifred, "and, if you have any communication to make, do not delay it. "Friday!" echoed Mrs. B. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. Aware that he should incur the thief-taker's bitterest animosity by what he had done, the watchman, whose wrath against Quilt Arnold had evaporated during the walk, thought it more prudent not to hazard a meeting with his master, till the storm had, in some measure, blown over. Wood, who was standing at the edge of a raised platform, anxiously waving his hand to him. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. “I say!” he said, without any movement.
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