‘You are not at all stupid. “What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?”
The girl shook her head. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. It won't do to knock at the door, and Jonathan
Wild's house is not quite so easy of entrance as Mr. You have converted me to—Lester Ward! You are
my dear friend, you are a slip of a girl, but there are moments when my head has
been on your breast, when your heart has been beating close to my ears, when I
have known you for the goddess, when I have wished myself your slave, when I
have wished that you could kill me for the joy of being killed by you. ‘And I
do understand. . ’
The lady frowned suspiciously. She saw it, and checked without thinking. She has had
offers innumerable; for where wealth and beauty are combined, as in her
instance, suitors are seldom wanting. That is easy. Pah!’
She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly
averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap.
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