He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim,
stony. Her faith in human beings revived. I think a wife a needless incumbrance, and mean to die a bachelor. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her
complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably,
by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes
which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely
more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. He never asked questions; he never addressed his
companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one
promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck. This obstacle being removed, in
his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him. But from the rest—you saved me. She
remembered possessing it during the Gold Rush. But at
length, there was a click, and with a swish, the panel of painted books swung
outward from the wall. The agony on the sands now
ceased to puzzle her.
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