Darrell stood erect in the bark, with his drawn sword in hand, prepared to repel the attack of his assailants, who, in their turn, seemed to await with impatience the moment which should deliver him into their power. “You were talking to that fellow Ramage to-day—in the Avenue. ” He shrugged his shoulders. “Rather darker than most of them. ” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. She made lumpish and inadequate interruptions rather than replies. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. " He sent the doctor a sly glance. ” She had not seen or heard from a single one of them since.
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