She made a quick movement, and the hand fell away. For on reaching the second floor, a swishing sound came to Gerald’s ears, as of someone moving about. I suppose I believe in God. The watcher's intake of breath was sibilant. Of course, girls repeat phrases and opinions of which they cannot possibly understand the meaning. "Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. . Jonathan laughed scornfully. It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods.
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