'Sdeath! what can I have done with it? Oh! here it is,"
cried Hogarth, picking it from the ground. Then she called a hansom and drove home. "One of us has got to die," he panted. The slack
cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front,
pulling her suddenly about. The clanking of chains, the
grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's
ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds. ”
“You are a marvellous courier,” she declared, as they passed into the street. ’
‘Perfectly correct, my boy. “We
were bound to do this when you kissed me,” she sobbed through her tears. She felt terribly modern,
even sporty as the magazines declared you should be. She doubted how she stood toward
him and what the restrained gleam of his face might signify. “Those were good. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which
wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. Gerald looked at it, then at her face.
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