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" At luncheon, preoccupied in thought, Spurlock did not notice the pallor on Ruth's cheeks or the hunted look in her eyes. 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. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. "I didn't imagine for a moment that you'd accept it, but I thought it right to make you the offer. " Meanwhile, the party at the table continued drinking and chatting as merrily as before. Her expression was a little changed, less innocent, more discerning. The Frenchman had moved back into Piccadilly from Down Street, at which the lad following him had immediately sauntered away a yard or two. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face.
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