CHAPTER XIII. Sooner or later she’s going to run away again, and I want Frith to follow her and find out where she’s living. “I am too much in earnest,” he answered, “to be able to take this matter lightly. "Well, who'd have thought of finding it in this unexpected way!" "Don't be too sure till you see it," said the widow. It was too good to be true. Anna stepped back at once with a little gasp of relief. " "Do not needlessly alarm me, I beseech you," replied Winifred. On one side of the handbill a print of the reigning sovereign, Anne, had been pinned over the portrait of William the Third, whose aquiline nose, keen eyes, and luxuriant wig, were just visible above the diadem of the queen. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. “I have never seen him in my life,” she said to the official. She wrapped her legs about his hips as he raised himself upon straight arms, piercing her with his gaze as he thrust into her.
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