I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. He sat down beside her and stroked her hair. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. "A husband has little to fear from his wife's kinsfolk. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. This costume, though somewhat extravagant, displayed his slight, but perfectly-proportioned figure to the greatest advantage. "Just in time," said the thief-taker. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. Ann Veronica was not aware of this literary side of her teacher; she had a little tinge of annoyance at Miss Garvice’s advantage.
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