” Anna laid down her serviette. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. Ruth could tell the doctor; she could bare many of her innermost thoughts to that kindly man; but there was an inexplicable reserve before this young man whom she still endued with the melancholy charm of Sydney Carton. . As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. ‘I said you were sympathique,’ she told him. On gaining a stack of chimneys at the back of the house, he came to a pause, and again unmasked his lantern. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear. E.
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