"
"It matters not what I think," replied Wild. Set on unravelling her secrets, Gerald pursues every possible clue—much to the
indignation of Mademoiselle. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. "This
gash," he added, pointing to one of the larger scars, "was a wipe from the hanger
of Tom Thurland, whom I apprehended for the murder of Mrs. Curses
light on the horse!" he added, seizing the bridle of his steed, who continued
snorting and shivering, as if still under the influence of some unaccountable
alarm; "what can ail him?"
"I know what ails him, your honour," rejoined the groom, riding up as he spoke;
"he's seen somethin' not o' this world. It is repulsive. Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself
thoughtfully. I’ll do it. And so Misther Wudd lives near the Black Lion, eh?"
"He does," replied Thames. You—It’s jolly of you to
confide in me.
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