“Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. On that first occasion, the delay in locating the entrance to the secret passage meant that she had to wait until morning to make her search. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. ‘Certainly I am not a nun. "By Heaven!" cried he in a tone of surprise, "you have an infant there?" "To be sure I have," replied Wood, angrily; for, finding that the intentions of the stranger were pacific, so far as he was concerned, he thought he might safely venture on a slight display of spirit.
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