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” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and
spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. "
"None whatever," rejoined Wild. F. "Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!"
Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's
mouth, and forced him out of the room. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole
back to the bungalow to wait. Here, turnkey. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me
from Bedlam, then. He would
discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some
unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing
clearness. She kissed him on the bridge of his
nose. "
"My confessor!" ejaculated the knight, in the extremity of surprise; "has he
betrayed his sacred trust?"
"He has," replied the other, grinning; "and this will be a caution to you in future,
how you confide a secret of consequence to a priest.
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