Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. He stood up abruptly and went to the window. “You can look as innocent and shocked as you please. The danger or difficulty of an exploit never appalled him. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. He was going to tell me something— and he shut up.
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