The Mystery of Edwin Drood by Charles Dickens
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'What is this imagined threatening, pretty one? What is
threatened?' 'I don't know. I have never even dared to think or wonder what it is.' 'And was this all, to-night?' 'This was all; except that to-night when he watched my lips so closely as I was singing, besides feeling terrified I felt ashamed and passionately hurt. It was as if he kissed me, and I couldn't bear it, but cried out. You must never breathe this to any one. Eddy is devoted to him. But you said to-night that you would not be afraid of him, under any circumstances, and that gives me--who am so much afraid of him--courage to tell only you. Hold me! Stay with me! I am too frightened to be left by myself.' The lustrous gipsy-face drooped over the clinging arms and bosom, and the wild black hair fell down protectingly over the childish form. There was a slumbering gleam of fire in the intense dark eyes, though they were then softened with compassion and admiration. Let whomsoever it most concerned look well to it! CHAPTER VIII--DAGGERS DRAWN The two young men, having seen the damsels, their charges, enter |
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