" "So I perceive," replied Wood. The girl suppressed a chuckle that would have been inexplicable. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. Those are all nice things, but it’s not what I want. Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm. Then his beard was of a reddish hue, and his complexion warm and sanguine. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether her aunt was dead or alive. The perception of him flooded her being. Anna stared back at every one with undaunted composure.
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