"That was the lad's name," returned the stranger. Wood. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. ” They eyed her incredulously. She leaned a little towards him. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. I felt—wrapped in thick cobwebs.
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