Her attenuated arms were crossed upon her breast; and her black brows and eyelashes contrasted fearfully with the livid whiteness of her skin. She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. Immediately he was gone, she regretted that she had not followed. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable to the needle in the haystack. She paused.
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