"What is he gone there for?"
"With a message to the turnkey to look after his prisoner," replied Wild, with a
cunning smile. “But,” he said, “you do not blame me altogether?”
She rose to her feet. You will have a bungalow to yourself," continued
McClintock, "and your morning meal will be your own affair. You have converted me to—Lester Ward! You are
my dear friend, you are a slip of a girl, but there are moments when my head has
been on your breast, when your heart has been beating close to my ears, when I
have known you for the goddess, when I have wished myself your slave, when I
have wished that you could kill me for the joy of being killed by you. ‘Ain’t my place,
I know that. "
CHAPTER XXV.
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