Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss to recognise the carpenter's daughter. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. ‘Go on, Gerald. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. She still could not muster the strength to leave. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. As soon as the manacles were slipped over the prisoner's wrists, and the new padlock secured to the staple, they withdrew. She could not say a word, much less move. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone.
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