” The young man accepted the letter and the message, and seemed about to close the door when a lady issued from one of the front rooms and intervened. He heard the woman talking again. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. Wood rushed instantly to meet them. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. “How fortunate I am, Miss Pellissier! All day I have been hoping that I might run across you. But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss.
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