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What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. I must provide for my safety. "I haven't offended you?"—not contritely but curiously. ‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence.
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