"No Blueskin, I perceive, Sir," he observed, in a deferential tone, as Wild entered the Lodge. White leaned forward in her chair with an anxious smile designed to throw oil upon the troubled waters. It was a great weight from her shoulders to confide in another human being, and she suspected he did truly believe her. She rose at once with a little exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure.
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