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A MARRIAGE, PART II
She dreamt of the inn they had stopped at after her
suicide attempt, the flea-ridden hostel her husband had
angrily toted her to after the incident at the country
house. Five hours later she tiptoed down the hall and paused at the threshold of what
they now called his study. ”
“I’ll wait, then. ”
Nigel Ennison looked up with a little start. "
"I care not why you did it," said Jack, sternly. His legs were fine and
strong, he told her that he had been a warrior in ancient
times, to which she snorted in disgust. ” She said. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a
friendly American bar-keep to talk to. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms
…!
"I am a thief!" he whispered. ”
“I feel—All this is the rightest of all conceivable things. "
"And I shall put Blueskin on the alert against the designs of a traitor," rejoined
Smith, in a tone that sounded like a menace. The momentary alarm over, he threw a piece of-wash leather over a
bureau, so as to deaden the sound, and instantly broke it open with a small crowbar.
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