"
"She cannot stay here," the manager declared. Hardened as he may be, that would
touch him. I felt as though I had
bandaged eyes. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas
trailed in and out. There was no keeping Sheila from the truth,
and it was better that anyone who lived under her roof
knew it. All
the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a
house when people leave it in the summer. "An hour hence, I shall return with the priest," replied Jonathan, striding towards
the door. It is at the lodge
that we stay. They do
not come for me, to find me and bring me home. This incredible scene robbed him of the sense
of locomotion. His treatment of his wife is most unsatisfactory. But if I escape, my gratitude—"
"Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. In vain did the woollendraper offer to set him free if he would restore the stolen article, or give up his
associate, to whom it was supposed he might have handed it.
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