With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds. "Fear!" echoed Wild, in a terrible tone,—"fear! Repeat that word again, and nothing shall save you. “And all the rest of it perhaps is a song. Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble. “Please come by.
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