To-night she had a
curious feeling that she stood upon the threshold of some change. The original passage,
Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. I
have proofs of many things that can endanger you. The old aspect of the place was gone. Indeed, it was his boast that he could find his way
through any part of London blindfolded; and by this time, it would seem, he had
nearly arrived at his destination; for, grasping his companion's arm, he led him
along a narrow entry which did not appear to have an outlet, and came to a halt. For hours
after she had not been sensible to life, only to exquisite echoes. . "Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. "You two … both of you! But for you I couldn't
have done it. “This is my way back to my
side of the Park,” she said. She stared at him. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence,
the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for
perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all
combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met.
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