do you think I don’t know the meaning of love?” Part 4 Capes made no answer for a time. She was only trying to distract you so that she might escape. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. It was wonderful to think this thing had lived, had felt and suffered. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. Wood's daughter,—to whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand.
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