“Perhaps,” she said, “it is the London climate. ‘Would you have me face my
maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell
you, for your father would not have done. What
you did is called manslaughter, and at the worst there is only a very slight
penalty, nothing to be frightened about in the least. If ever I could bring myself to ask you any favour, I would ask you to forget
even as I have forgotten. Even now she could trace the outline of his
shape behind the left-hand curtain. Sheppard, vainly trying to discover a gleam of compassion
in the thief-taker's inexorable countenance,—"Mercy! mercy!"
"Pshaw!" rejoined Jonathan. But the young man with the orange tie remained in his place, disputing
whether the body had not something or other which he called its legitimate
claims.
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