" Thames was about to follow, when he felt a gentle grasp upon his arm. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda. com/E21or The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Ragged Edge, by Harold MacGrath This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. Let me see my child, if he is really here?" "Behold him!" returned Trenchard, taking Thames (who had been a mute, but deeply-interested, witness of the scene) by the hand, and leading him towards her. We remember it. "Not I," replied Blueskin. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. "But, perhaps, he has not got beyond the room above. “I’ve been following you for many years. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. Cahill gave me a hall pass. His heir is dead, yes, and his name and title available to me.
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