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'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. You make of me once more
a game? Eh bien, I have told your friend that I will kill you, and if you will give
me my dagger this minute, I shall do so at once. ’
‘You ain’t never,’ gasped Pottiswick. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue
myself. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had
become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the
meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in
a book read and closed. And yet, the doctor recalled an
expression of the girl's: that it was not a dissipated face, only troubled. But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. He glanced down between the still narrow distance that lay between Melusine
and himself, and discovered her hand there, a very small dagger within it. ”
With a little crash the pistol fell from her shaking fingers. "
"Anything, my dear," replied Wood, "What is it?"
"Bury us together in one grave in Willesden churchyard.
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