"What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. At length, she suddenly started to her feet; and before Winifred could prevent her, staggered up to Thames. ’ ‘Do not make a game with me,’ she interrupted, gripping her underlip firmly between her teeth to stop the threatening laughter. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. . " CHAPTER XV.
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