She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils,
curiously stirred. “It is very doubtful,” he said. There was a lock, apparently more than a foot wide, strongly plated,
and girded to the door with thick iron hoops. In their happiest times, he was the most faithful and
devoted of husbands. The pistol was his own, it
is true, but it was one which was taken from him when he forced his way in upon
me before. Close behind him stood the tall gaunt figure of Marvel, with his large bony
hands, his scraggy neck, and ill-favoured countenance. His shirt also was unbuttoned, and disclosed a neck like that of an
ox, and a chest which might have served as a model for a Hercules. Something he
saw there had a curious effect upon him. I went with
him to what I supposed to be the British Embassy, and went through a ceremony
which I understood to be the usual form of the marriage one used there. It was the moment for smiles.
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