By following her he had discovered her secret nook in the rocks. Sheppard," said Wood in a soothing tone. “It is just six o’clock now. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. When she came to school on Friday, she almost tripped twice going up the stairs. A faint anticipation of triumph showed in his manner and a subdued excitement. ” Anna laughed softly.
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