His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes. “For nothing, do you call it?” he declared. Here was a terrific figure gnashing his teeth, and howling like a wild beast;—there a lover, with hands clasped together and eyes turned passionately upward. Sir Rowland then fell. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. Sydney and Brendon vied with one another in their efforts to engage Anna in conversation, and Miss Ellicot, during the momentary lull, deemed it a favourable opportunity to recommence siege operations.
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