Spurlock was no longer a man before
this instinct; he was a child in trouble. ‘You will arrest me? For—for—’
‘Trespass, theft and spying,’ snapped Hilary. “Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks. "Where did you find it!" asked Wood. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain
letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves,
cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record
of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;"
accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the
morning was risen. She flushed with desire and happiness,
her husband had returned to her and all would be aright. ”
“I met you accidentally,” he reminded her. She looked at Lucy guiltily, wondering if she
would be betrayed.
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