"Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood. She pulled her veil down, and he knew that silence was best. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. Wood's anxiety grew so insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure was arrested by a gentle knock at the door. ‘He isn’t Valade, and the Comtesse de St Erme is absolutely furious. Not a breath was drawn.
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