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“I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. “So, Rhea must have known you for what you are. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. I hated him. Uttering a few inarticulate ejaculations,—for he was completely out of breath,— the fugitive placed a bundle in the arms of the carpenter, and, regardless of the consternation he excited in the breast of that personage, who was almost stupified with astonishment, he began to divest himself of a heavy horseman's cloak, which he threw over Wood's shoulder, and, drawing his sword, seemed to listen intently for the approach of his pursuers. The servants had left the room. His glances were hard to disguise as he scanned her periodically during class.
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