And by degrees, perhaps, that maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. . Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand.
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