I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. . She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. Her heart failed her and her resolution became water. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. " On quitting the Lodge, Wild repaired to his own habitation. . “Are you speaking to me?” she asked calmly.
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