It is for that reason that this novel begins with her there, and neither earlier nor later, for it is the history of this crisis and its consequences that this novel has to tell. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy. "Damnation!" exclaimed one of the leaders of the party in a furious tone, snatching a torch from an attendant, and throwing its light full upon the face of the carpenter; "this is not the villain, Sir Cecil. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. Perhaps at the first blush—it strikes you as odd. " "Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land lies. He was painfully in earnest, too.
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