" "But Wild still lives," cried Wood. Supposing she saw the young man at dinner that night, emptying his bottle? She could not go to him, sit down and draw the sordid pictures she had seen so often. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. " CHAPTER XXV.
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