His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each encounter. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may even now have got scent of me. "But you've given me what I don't possess. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. No more did she offer her forehead for the good-night kiss.
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