His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. Wood fancied he recognised. Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his eye. “I shall send for a policeman,” Anna said, “directly my maid answers the bell— unless you choose to go before. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance.
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