She wondered wildly why she had stood up. Cold drops stood upon Wood's brow, as he encountered this obstacle. He did everything. If only to say goodbye. Never mind. "In spots you are a thoroughbred; but here's a black mark on your ticket, lad. Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below.
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