He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. I never even burrowed down into the trunk. Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. “I suppose you’ll come to the point soon—if there is one. At least for one moment, it was. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support.
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