"What's all this?" exclaimed Wood in amazement. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. The stage manager came out from the wings, and taking her hand led her off. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. " "Try to leave the room, and see whether I daren't," returned Jack, opening the blade. "You've ruined my hopes. "Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone. He had drawn a horrid picture of the fate that awaited mademoiselle when once the populace discovered her relationship to the Valade family.
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