‘Sit down, won’t you?’ He crossed back to Roding and said low-voiced. Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention. She had a horrible glimpse of the once nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared, white, but triumphant. "I'll go to her directly," said Wood, bustling towards the door. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. F.
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