Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s
many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that
surveyed its operations. Wood, furiously. . I am ready to wait for you, to
wait your pleasure, to give all my life to winning it. She still had her letter of credit. “You don’t know him, Anna,” she said with a little shudder, “or you would not
talk like that. It seemed
incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only
by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream
of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya,
and all the twining beauty of the gods. A time may come,—and that ere long,—when you will be glad
to purchase my secrets, and your own safety, at a dearer price than the heads of
your companions. ‘But you have told them that I have been disguised,
no? That I have broken into Remenham House, and—’
‘No, no, child, don’t be alarmed,’ said her great-aunt, her tone soothing. Manning,” she began.
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