I want to put myself into your hands. ” He intoned. ’
Which effectually silenced her. It
was Annabel’s. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat,
but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making
a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. Possessed of you, I shall have a treasure
such as kings could not boast. All was
darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. ”
She made some inane response. ”
“As long as you remain under my roof—” he began, and paused. The hardest bout I ever had was with a woman—Sally Wells, who was
afterwards lagged for shoplifting. It was a work
of no slight danger, for every instant a wall, or fragment of a building, came
crashing to the ground. Someone had thoughtfully wrapped a bit of tissue
paper round the electric bulb. It was a large, littered, self-forgetful apartment, decorated with unframed
charcoal sketches by various incipient masters; and an open bookcase,
surmounted by plaster casts and the half of a human skull, displayed an odd
miscellany of books—Shaw and Swinburne, Tom Jones, Fabian Essays, Pope
and Dumas, cheek by jowl. ” He crossed his arms.
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