There was some one there. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. ‘Take this. " Upon this he arose, and paced the room hastily backwards and forwards, as if further arranging his plans. ” She could practically hear the self-deprecating thoughts racing across his mind, the failed hours of rehearsed lines. " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand.
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