Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. ‘Leave it, imbecile. " "If you mean the fugitive, Darrell, he has escaped through the back window," replied Jonathan. Spurling: "I blush for you, Sir! To call yourself a man, and interfere with the natural course of affection! Have you no feeling for the situation of those poor disconsolate creatures, about to be bereaved of all they hold dear? Is it nothing to part with a husband to the gallows? I've lost four in the same way, and know what it is. ” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. She had but to choose. The money will last longer, and—it won’t bother you. Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for the direction of the sound. Goodbye. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks.
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