The angels in Heaven shall not tear you from me. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the
gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an
overwrought sort of way. ‘This idiotic female—’
‘This imbecile has made me—’
‘—made me lose my temper, and I—’
‘—cut him with my dagger, and he is—’
‘—damn near slit her throat!’
‘—bleeding like a pig!’
‘Whoa, whoa!’ stormed the captain, starting forward. "
There was a pause. "Not so;" answered Wild. Gerald smiled and crooked his elbow. Bottles and glasses usurped the place of
dishes and plates. 272
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EPILOGUE
She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack
swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming
silver in their starkness. We understand that, notwithstanding the
serious nature of the man’s injuries, there is every possibility of his recovery. Sheppard's house, loud yells and vociferations reached his ears;
and, looking downwards, he perceived a great stir amid the mob. It was a mad half-hour.
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