She leaned back in her chair. Deep silences came between them. He looked the boy over with interest. Your time isn't come yet. "Vill this do?" demanded the constable, taking the candle from the lantern, the better to display the narrow limits of the hole. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned.
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