“You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. With thinly veiled glee, Michelle described a rumor she had heard about John at a recent party. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were something grisly. If you will think only of one trifling aspect—the inconvenience it must be to us to explain your absence—I think you may begin to realize what it all means for us. "O, Lord!" ejaculated Wood. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. "They have ever since been deposited in a place of safety.
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