Covering his face with a crape mask, and taking the candle
from his associate, Jack entered the room; and, pistol in hand, stepped up to the
bed, and approached the light to the eyes of the sleepers. Tears sprang to her eyes. "You are angry?"
"Very. Where is he?"
"Here," answered Jack. "
"To be sure you are," replied Jonathan, laughing. “I heard the other day that she’d been
taken in by some cad of a fellow who was cutting a great dash in Paris,
personating Meysey Hill, the great railway man. “That’s all. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not
return directly to her lodgings. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank
wearily into an easy chair. She had to exert
tremendous energy not to sniff the air for his blood. She had seen a man’s head steal out for a moment
and draw the curtains a little closer.
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