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Page 266
But as he crossed the threshold of his room Marion put out her hand and touched
and clasped his own . Her touch was warm and firm , and immediately a great
surge of energy and strength went through Philip ' s body , making him feel
doubly ...
But as he crossed the threshold of his room Marion put out her hand and touched
and clasped his own . Her touch was warm and firm , and immediately a great
surge of energy and strength went through Philip ' s body , making him feel
doubly ...
Page 267
Whose life , Marion ? ” She made no answer at first , but , when he turned toward
her and sought to read her face in the darkness , she said reluctantly :“ Mr . Grant
' s . ” “ His life in danger ? ” Philip exclaimed , greatly surprised . “ How do you ...
Whose life , Marion ? ” She made no answer at first , but , when he turned toward
her and sought to read her face in the darkness , she said reluctantly :“ Mr . Grant
' s . ” “ His life in danger ? ” Philip exclaimed , greatly surprised . “ How do you ...
Page 268
As Marion was about to reply , the left side of the waggon lurched downwards ,
the horse having , in the darkness , taken them over the side of the road . Philip
pulled his right rein violently , and it gave way , Mr . Jebson ' s harness being old
...
As Marion was about to reply , the left side of the waggon lurched downwards ,
the horse having , in the darkness , taken them over the side of the road . Philip
pulled his right rein violently , and it gave way , Mr . Jebson ' s harness being old
...
Page 269
But , Marion , if this peril to Mr . Grant has not happened yet , you must have seen
not merely what was beyond your sight , but what was in the future . How could
that be ? " “ I don ' t know ; it ' s no use trying to know . It can ' t be reasoned about
...
But , Marion , if this peril to Mr . Grant has not happened yet , you must have seen
not merely what was beyond your sight , but what was in the future . How could
that be ? " “ I don ' t know ; it ' s no use trying to know . It can ' t be reasoned about
...
Page 270
Marion , who was looking straight forward , had not seemed to notice the figure at
all as it swept past . All her faculties were concentrated elsewhere . The old white
horse , apparently startled out of his customary impassivity , lifted up his nose ...
Marion , who was looking straight forward , had not seemed to notice the figure at
all as it swept past . All her faculties were concentrated elsewhere . The old white
horse , apparently startled out of his customary impassivity , lifted up his nose ...
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