”
She turned a firelit face to her husband. To-night they say he will be
conscious. Over these boards the two arms of a guide-post serve to direct the wayfarer—on the right hand to the neighbouring villages of Neasdon and Kingsbury,
and on the left to the Edgeware Road and the healthy heights of Hampstead. “Mr. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening
the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. The lady looked them over in silence, and then pouting lips trembled, dark
eyelashes fluttered, and in a broken voice, she pleaded, ‘Honoured messieurs,
you will not allow this—this pig, to be thus cruel? He cannot arrest me. Poe is all right, if
you don't mind nightmares. I am going to ask him to finish it. On the way home he was still thoughtful. “Forgive me,” he
decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his
hand on hers upon her knee.
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