Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity. Sheppard, with a faint smile and a doubtful shake of the head, as Wood drew her to a seat beside him, "for I've had my full share of misery. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. We shall have him on his return. " "She has suffered enough for you," said Wood. McClintock will be tuning up the piano to-day. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely.
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