Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. Mrs. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. ‘I feared as much. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Wood's house at Dollis Hill on Tuesday'—that's two days ago,—'hasn't been heard of since. But, when? When do they go?’ ‘Today, miss. You will make him get his daughter, if you please. Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire. Lucy was summarily introduced to Martin’s parents.
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