" "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. He hesitated. Hey. She despises me, I suppose. Yet he stays. In fact, Kimble was drowsily awake when she entered the little bedchamber, the state of which left a good deal to be desired, even without the added debris arising from tending a wounded man. This she put into the trunk. ” “But Italy—” “Italy’s for a good girl,” he said, and laid his hand for a moment on her shoulder.
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