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Shesighed“No.”
“Whoareyou?”
Notyettrustingthetonesofhervoice,shesatdownonthe
benchbesidehim.Herecoiled,butshelaidherhanduponhis
arm.Astrangethrillstruckhimwhenshedidso,andvisibly
passedoverhisframehelaidtheknifedownsoftly,ashesat
staringather.
Hergoldenhair,whichsheworeinlongcurls,hadbeen
hurriedlypushedaside,andfelldownoverherneck.Advancing
hishandbylittleandlittle,hetookitupandlookedatit.Inthe
midstoftheactionhewentastray,and,withanotherdeepsigh,
felltoworkathisshoemaking.
Butnotforlong.Releasinghisarm,shelaidherhanduponhis
shoulder.Afterlookingdoubtfullyatit,twoorthreetimes,asifto
besurethatitwasreallythere,helaiddownhiswork,puthis
handtohisneck,andtookoffablackenedstringwithascrapof
foldedragattachedtoit.Heopenedthis,carefully,onhisknee,
anditc