Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. “We are not the sort that goes under,” said Ann Veronica, holding her hands so that the red reflections vanished from her eyes. Her eyes were lit with a gleam of humour. "Come Bess,—no whimpering. Should be home soon. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver.
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