Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. "Bravo!" cried the thief-taker approvingly. As she averted her gaze, a terrible idea crossed her. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression. “But you yourself,” she exclaimed, glancing into his face, “you too look tired. ” “I didn’t mind that little argument. She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. ” “I like the mystical way better,” said Ann Veronica, and thought.
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