’ She thrust him out of the room and made for the stairs. Think of those days in Paris. Wood's displeasure; and he was the more readily induced to do this, as the conversation began to turn upon his own affairs. As if he read her thought, he spoke it aloud. As the time when his identity had to be proved approached, this rigour was, in a trifling degree, relaxed, and a few persons were occasionally admitted to the ward, but only in the presence of Austin. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale.
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