The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Who says that I am not Meysey Hill? I was trying to scare you. ’ The lady hesitated a moment, her eyes seeming to measure the distance between where he stood and the door. Was the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more than a mask. Upon this island whither he was bound there would be no diversions, breathing spells; the battle would be constant. "I am sorry. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood.
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