’ The sword was released to slide back into its scabbard. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. Thames sat with Winifred's hand clasped in his own, and commenced a recital of his adventures, which may be briefly told. "Speak out—don't be alarmed," said Wood, in a kind and encouraging tone. It was not that the servants could not, they simply preferred to.
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