There’s
no logic in these things. ’
‘So did your business about marrying an Englishman seem to me,’ Gerald
returned. The blaze,
however, was sufficient to reveal to the thief-taker the features of his intended
assassin. Pierre. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the
profound abyss. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius
through the mud. “I am sorry,” she said, “if you find the likeness unsatisfactory. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he
saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing
on to the tablecloth. A sudden knock at the door startled her. ”
“Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he
recopied what he had written.
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