Wood obeyed. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. Do you hear me, Sir? Won't you stir!" "Not a step," replied Langley, gruffly. Abruptly he gripped her wrist. "Indeed!" replied the knight, drawing his sword, "the secret, villain, or I will force it from you. She had already killed more than she wanted to count, yet she had counted them still. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. ‘Parbleu, but what a person you make me! One who spies. Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. "Fear!" echoed Wild, in a terrible tone,—"fear! Repeat that word again, and nothing shall save you.
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