For awhile he watched the revolving light on Copeley's. Instinctively she imitated this action, chilled and a little frightened at the expression of terror that confronted her. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. "The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. There are certain smells, certain tinges to the air.
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