Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. Am I mistaken? Is your heart mine?" "It is—it is; and has ever been," replied Winifred, falling upon his neck. The watcher's intake of breath was sibilant. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. His obtuse hands punched and jabbed at her uselessly, then he throttled her neck with the last of his strength. They negotiated several steps, and then the stair turned a corner.
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