It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. That's a queer yarn. And when she went to sleep, then always Capes became the novel and wonderful guest of her dreams. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. Capes had altered scarcely at all during the interval, except for a new quality of smartness in the cut of his clothes, but Ann Veronica was nearly half an inch taller; her face was at once stronger and softer, her neck firmer and rounder, and her carriage definitely more womanly than it had been in the days of her rebellion.
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