" "You trusted too much to your own skill, Jack," rejoined Thames. ” She hesitated and looked for a moment straight into his eyes. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. “I think that I know very well what I am saying,” she answered. The terrors and anxieties of the last few months seemed to have fallen from her, to have passed away like an ugly dream, dismissed with a shudder even from the memory. There was a gallows erected, and a great mob round it—thousands of people, and all with white faces like corpses. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye.
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