I—well, I lost my temper. He bullied frankly. His eyes were bright with the hunt. “Are you sick, Michelle? Maybe you should have stayed home. About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. 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.
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