She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. " The walls appeared to rock; bulging shadows reached out; the candle flames became mocking eyes; and the blood drummed thunderously in Spurlock's ears. Gosse! Dieu du ciel, but how did he get into the convent? She had perforce to obey his command, for speech was impossible. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. The next moment, an exclamation was heard in the voice of Thames.
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