The fascination of the idea of throwing himself upon his knees and crying out all that was in his heart! As his eyes began to focus objects, he saw one of her arms extended upon the counterpane, in his direction, the hand clenched tightly. But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. " CHAPTER XVIII. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. Was she so fearful still? Roding shrugged and grimaced. Fortescue, with a bow. " Mrs. ’ ‘But what have I done?’ protested Gerald innocently. "Bravo!" cried the thief-taker approvingly. Wood's," was the reply.
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