E. ”
Chapter XIX
“THIS IS NOT THE END”
“I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking
off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. ’
‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed
her head to droop onto his chest. The shops were lighting up into
gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she
had lost her way. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice
into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by
flogging her back with a switch. . At a turn in the road, he perceived Winifred looking anxiously
towards him, and when she discovered him, she waved her hand. “It’s a
matter of feeling with me. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. He impetuously
grasped a hold of her hand, looking for a callous. "I haven't quite recovered the fright I got in the Vell-Hole," replied Abraham. Say that I will call again or let him know my address in London. “Will you come round to the hospital?” he asked. And by degrees, perhaps, that
maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. Attempts were made upon the door of the
Lodge; but it was too strong to be forced.
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