Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. “Please not now. Her features are the same, yet the change has written its mark into her face. His brows drew a little nearer together. Alarmed by these prognostications of a storm, and feeling too much exhausted from his late severe treatment to proceed further on foot, Wood endeavoured to find a tavern where he might warm and otherwise refresh himself. She received into her slack grasp the pistol and dagger, only half aware of taking them.
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