“For me,” Manning went on, “this isn’t final. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful
look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately
acted within its walls. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked. Besides, my husband has shares in Sir John’s company. She touched it, and her gaze
lifted. . Besides, revenge is sweetened by delay; and I indulge
too freely in the passion to rob it of any of its zest. Mrs. . This unexpected interpolation might spoil the efficacy
of all that had gone before. “Why—it’s—it’s you!”
Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech. And let's see if either of these women, who prate of their love for you, will
do as much. “Just look that
through, will you. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves
from the elms and horse-chestnuts.
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