There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. She hesitated. Cathy sighed. Maternal relations. " "'The thief cometh in the night, and the troop of robbers spoileth without,'" said Wood, who had a text for every emergency. Don’t imagine that. He seemed years younger, and the arrangement of his tie and hair were almost rakish. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s dinner.
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