It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. The stoppage had materially lessened the distance between him and his pursuers,
who now amounted to more than a hundred persons, many of whom carried
lanterns and links. Manning
leaned forward on the table, talking discursively on the probable brilliance of
their married life. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and
tenderness and disinterestedness. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in
pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. “Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks. He looked from the sword to the
dagger with which he had brought her down here, and grimaced.
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