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A young lad—Roding took him for a footman, or a groom by the neat black garb—was halted some paces away from Valade, his hat in his hand as he made pretence of fanning himself. Nicholas had not dared to tell his father about the Valade girl. People of your sort—I don’t want the instincts to—to rush our situation. She had expected a love story; and love was totally absent. You know—if you want freedom. I think she might be up to something. There stepped forth a tall brown man. "I never told anybody," she went on. May I know your name?’ The lady eyed him. You’re tired, of course. I’m rather scornful. “Who from?” She met his eye for a second and her heart failed her. The knight, who could ill brook this familiarity, instantly arose. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. Wood, however, made known his presence to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder.
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