She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free. To be alone with her, in idleness, was an intolerable thought. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. "Precisely. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. But whither The Tigress was bound or who the owner was lay beyond the reach of Ah Cum's deductions. She was like an angel with one wing.
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