Taking up a link, which was blazing beside him, he walked across the room; and touching a spring in the wall, a secret door flew open. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. Am I mistaken? Is your heart mine?" "It is—it is; and has ever been," replied Winifred, falling upon his neck. I did not even know where to write and thank you.
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