He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. Only she hadn’t. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. ’ ‘It is true,’ insisted the lady. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. When he awoke, it was late in the day; but though he heard voices outside, and now and then caught a glimpse of a face peeping at him through the iron grating over the door, no one entered the prison, or held any communication with him. ” “A—what?” Anna asked. “I was really interested in his stuff. “Don’t befool me any more,” he answered, almost roughly. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke.
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