One has to train one’s self not to. I see now that you make a game with me indeed. It’s well hidden, miss. Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape. In olden days it boasted a chapel, dedicated to Saint Thomas; beneath which there was a crypt curiously constructed amid the arches, where "was sepultured Peter the Chaplain of Colechurch, who began the Stone Bridge at London:" and it still boasted an edifice (though now in rather a tumbledown condition) which had once vied with a palace,—we mean Nonesuch House. Both, however, having safely landed, they cautiously crossed the room, and passed down the first flight of steps in silence. Even so much allusion as this to that family shadow, she felt, was an immense recognition of her ripening years. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I haven’t had a minute’s peace. I wanted the magic of love.
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