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I trust that she will not misunderstand me. She turned there and beckoned. . “You see, her sister is married to Ferringhall, isn’t she? and she herself must be drawing no end of a good screw here. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand. “All these days I have taken her for you. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. Anna sat quite still for a moment, and then the colour suddenly returned to her cheeks. CHAPTER XXVI.
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