” “You shall not need either,” Brendon said grimly. For a time they walked in silence. . He hadn't played fair. In one of the big gates was a little door, and she rapped at this. He met her eyes with his fiery black gaze. ’ The dagger was in her hand. She tried to be casual. " "Thank'ee, Sir," grinned Sheppard. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. ‘Jacques, do not go!’ Jack gazed steadfastly at the floor. He stole his chance and thrust his hand towards hers. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. The necessity which had previously existed of leaving the ghastly evidence of the murderous deed undisturbed,—the presence of the mangled corpse,—the bustle of the inquest, at which her attendance was required,—all these circumstances produced a harrowing effect upon the young girl's imagination.
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