He looked at her for a moment in a puzzled sort of way. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. I do forgive him; but he will never know now. I've been hunting for this particular job for a thousand years!" She smiled a little sadly over this fine enthusiasm; for in her wisdom she had a clear perception where it would eventually end—in the veranda chair. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland.
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