Wood. "To him I owe everything," continued the widow, "life itself—nay, more than life,—for without his assistance I should have perished, body and soul. They say it hasn't been opened for eight years—but I won't be eight years in getting out of it. Voices floated down, but there was no sound of pursuit. “It is a very pleasant place,” said Ann Veronica, biting a rhododendron stalk through, and with that faint shadow of a smile returning to her lips.
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