’ I don’t know what you’d call it —a sort of witchery, almost suggestiveness. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel. Anna sat with the face of a Sphinx— waiting. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. When they came to the round-house, Terry's courage failed him. Will you not, brother?" "Promise," said a deep voice in Trenchard's ear.
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