He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. She had resisted as long as she could; then she had stolen over. Are you now satisfied?" "No," interposed Wood, furiously, "I shall never be satisfied till I see you hanged on the highest gibbet at Tyburn. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. Not that there had ever been any hope of that.
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