Then suddenly the curtain would fall. “Hainault, Celeste’s friend. At Anna’s words she seemed suddenly to stiffen. “I’ve been looking out for you,” he said. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. Mr. White caught her eye, and smiled benignly down the table. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. This spot, which still retains its name, acquired the appellation from an old crone who lived there, and who, in addition to a very equivocal character for honesty, enjoyed the reputation of being a witch. A bad sign; it signified that the heart action was in a precarious state.
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