The appearance of the new-comer was extremely prepossessing; and, after his trepidation had a little subsided, Wood began to regard him with some degree of interest. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. He was in love with her! She tried to grasp all the welter of values in the situation simultaneously, and draw some conclusion from their disorder. Would that a certain major might cast upon her such a look. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. ‘Hadn’t meant you to know,’ said the nun gruffly.
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