Wood could stand it no longer. She
came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. 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. Blackness was
beginning to consume the cornfield. She
was looking anxiously at the entrance to the restaurant. If we were set upon I could not defend you. There was the cottage she had
inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church
she had prayed. The slight smile that played upon Winifred's lips seemed to say that she was not
quite so sure. ‘Got you!’
‘You!’ Stunned, Melusine moved quickly away from the tell-tale bookshelf. "
"Indeed!—who is it?"
"Jack Sheppard.
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