" At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. Swiftly she ran her hands over the carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again. But as the mystery which surrounded Ruth fell away that which enveloped her father thickened. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss.
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