"Nothing!" echoed the other, scornfully. But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. ‘I’ll handle her better alone. I don’t understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind.
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