I don't want her hurt. It would hurt no one. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. Not I. They will guess that I am English. “So it seems that I was wrong. How she had hated it!… All these mumblings which were never explained, which carried no more sense to her brain than they would have carried to Old Morgan's swearing parrot. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. Wood set off at full speed from the Mint, and, hurrying he scarce knew whither (for there was such a continual buzzing in his ears and dancing in his eyes, as almost to take away the power of reflection), he held on at a brisk pace till his strength completely failed him.
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