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She felt like Snow White in a secret forest house populated by dwarves. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. “You are the type that I want to marry someday, you’ve got a beautiful body, such pretty eyes. In doing this, he chanced to raise his eyes and half fancied he beheld, shaded by a pillar at the extremity of the western aisle, the horrible countenance of the thief-taker.
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