The pistol was lowered slightly. . ” He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. This done, Edgeworth Bess, who watched her opportunity, slipped out of the Lodge. " "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. For some seconds of voluminous thinking they looked at the ring between them, and neither spoke. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief.
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