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“Why—why of course not. Why of—of course it isn’t true. I—I don’t know what you mean. I—I—” The moon now rose, and afforded them a shadowy imperfect view of the surrounding objects. The prospect was gloomy and vast, and not a human habitation met their eyes. They had now lost every trace of the fugitives, and found themselves bewildered in a wild and savage country. Their only remaining care was to extricate themselves from so forlorn a situation, and they listened at every step with anxious attention for some sound that might discover to them the haunts of men. They listened in vain; the stillness of night was undisturbed but by the wind, which broke at intervals in low and hollow murmurs from among the mountains. It did not take the Wolf long to reach the grandmother's house; he knocked: tap, tap..
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The evening now sunk in darkness, and the hour was fast approaching which would decide the fate of Julia. Trembling anxiety subdued every other sensation; and as the minutes passed, her fears increased. At length she heard the gates of the monastery fastened for the night; the bell rang the signal for repose; and the passing footsteps of the nuns told her they were hastening to obey it. After some time, all was silent. Julia did not yet dare to venture forth; she employed the present interval in interesting and affectionate conversation with Madame de Menon, to whom, notwithstanding her situation, her heart bade a sorrowful adieu. My, oh, my! Just look at all the apples! There must be fully a half bushel—a good many for such a little old tree. “What are you doing away from your drawing board? Did Mr. Taylor send you for me?” He had turned towards the door as he was speaking and the words died in his throat as the door flew open and a dusty form stepped into the lighted room..
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