Not alone with her, that’s sure. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. "Many thanks, Sir," replied Thornhill, with freezing politeness; "but Id not require assistance. ‘You’ve found her out?’ ‘Tell us at once,’ urged Miss Froxfield. Uttering a few inarticulate ejaculations,—for he was completely out of breath,— the fugitive placed a bundle in the arms of the carpenter, and, regardless of the consternation he excited in the breast of that personage, who was almost stupified with astonishment, he began to divest himself of a heavy horseman's cloak, which he threw over Wood's shoulder, and, drawing his sword, seemed to listen intently for the approach of his pursuers. She saw his purpose and his doubt hesitated also, and then went to him, took his coat lapels, and kissed him on the cheek. Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock.
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