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Wood. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply
and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she
could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. "Woman, your wits are fled!"
And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly,
"I can't find the key. ” He whispered to himself as her eyes
bulged, arms flying furiously. Too late now. ’ For the moment I thought it was a telegram from
Gwen. "Stay!" cried Wood, "this is a most perplexing business—if you really are privy
to the affair——"
"We'll talk of it to-morrow, Sir," returned Jackson, cutting him short. “You’ve got to take the decent reasonable way. They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug. Harrison Ainsworth
Internationale Bibliothek G M B H Berlin
1922
"Upon my word, friend," said I, "you have almost made me long to try what a
robber I should make.
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