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He must win this man's confidence, even at the risk of being called mad. “After all,” she said, “if this person will not be reasonable, I am afraid——” It was enough. Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. . Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. This, Wood, acting upon Terry's caution, was most unwilling to do; but, finding he had no alternative, he reluctantly made known his errand and the bolts were undrawn. It seemed to him that speech would be an anticlimax. "Your mother is dead," interposed Wild, scowling. “You needn’t be worried,” she said quietly.
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