Turning, she flew for the nearest door. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had
ceased to work. To return. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated,
glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very
civil salutation. That is why you came here, isn’t it?’
‘Alors, now we know who is the spy, Monsieur Gérard. Wood, was much better furnished
with eatables than might have been expected, and boasted a loaf, a knuckle of
ham, a meat-pie, and a flask of wine. "Who's that queer cove in the full-bottomed wig?"
"Attend to me, sirrah," rejoined Wild, sternly. ”
“But what are you going to do—where are you going to live?” Annabel asked. ‘Do
you know, Mademoiselle Charvill, you are a thought too clever for your own
good. Somebody may
be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew.
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