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wide-open eyes, and despite the presence of that stalking figure and

the fact of her ht, she saw the changing beautiful glow of the fire-logs and

the cold, pitiless stars and theshadows under the walls

She heard, too, the low rising sigh of the wind in the balsained or

nahed her down

This dark canon seemed at the ends of the earth She felt

enco mountains,

insulated in a vast, dark, silent to noiselessly, and he leaned over

her His visage was a dark blur, but the posture of hi Lower he leaned--slowly--and yet lower Joan

saw the heavy gun swing away froainst the blaze; a cold, blue light glinted froh for her to see his face and his eyes

that were but shadows of flaazed up at hi His breathing was quick and loud

He looked down at her for an endlesshis

bent form, he resumed his walk to and fro