” “The truth,” she murmured, with her eyes fixed upon him. Have you ever heard the name of Meysey Hill?” “Meysey Hill?” He repeated it after her, and she knew at once from his tone and his quick glance into her face that the name possessed some significance for him. But he was destined to have every tide of feeling awakened—every wound opened. "Perhaps," replied Wood, doubtfully. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. Even the stars were strangers. Books; an inexplicable hunger to be satisfied. Wood, and you'll find that I've spoken the truth. ” Ennison looked steadily at the cigarette which he was tapping on his forefinger. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. While he was thus occupied, Thames, prompted by an unaccountable feeling of curiosity, took up the penknife which the other had just used, and examined the haft. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender.
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