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His age was not far from fifty. ” Anna was not late, but her heart sank within her when she entered the drawingroom. ” “Please go then, Mr. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. “Please go and see that—nothing happens,” she pleaded. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. ’ His brows rose. She colored faintly.
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