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"A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. The both of them puttering about the tidy
two-story house, Lucy would serve them both steaming
cups of tea in the front parlor. Awful shapes seemed to flit by, borne on the wings of the tempest,
animating and directing its fury. He had only to recall this fact (which he did in each
crisis) to erect a barrier she could not go around or over. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats. Part 2
In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of
great deliberation. Meantime, O'Higgins wended his way to the Victoria, mulling over this and that
phase, all matters little and big that bore upon the chase. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or
cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. Kneebone's man is in the shop," said Rachel; "he'll take it.
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