We dine at seven-thirty. ” Lady Ferringhall was conscious of some relief. . Her amusement fled and she stared at him, as a slow thump began beating at her breast. ‘No mistaking you this time. I know who hits hardest. But come in, dear. ” She smiled faintly. Wood's anxiety respecting the fugitive was speedily relieved by hearing another waterman busy himself in preparation for starting; and, shortly after, the dip of a second pair of oars sounded upon the river. Her momentary instinct was to run to him and be comforted, like the old times. But a woman’s life is all chance.
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