"Who's there?—Pshaw! it's only the wind. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. Her patience was waning fast. He had only to recall this fact (which he did in each crisis) to erect a barrier she could not go around or over. " He opened his eyes, to behold hers large with wonder. I'll put you aboard The Tigress to-morrow after sundown.
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