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She wedged the towel between her
legs. She sensed he might try and wane on her
doorstep. ”
“I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you. If
you owe your confinement to me, you shall owe your liberation to me, also. The man could
put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. “Who?” She asked. You only mean a secret for a little time?”
“Just for a little time,” she said; “yes. "
"Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. ”
Mrs. I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you
love. Throwing down the
pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all
like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when
Thames darted into the room. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far
as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then
down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. Nevertheless, relief washed over
her, her body rejoicing in the afterglow of twenty years of
tension released.
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