Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased. This, Wood, acting upon Terry's caution, was most unwilling to do; but, finding he had no alternative, he reluctantly made known his errand and the bolts were undrawn. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go.
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