CHAPTER VI. Her first impulse was to fly to the window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of ascending the ladder from without. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. ” “I positively insist upon knowing,” she declared cheerfully. . " "Then, most probably, it was the widow Sheppard," answered Blueskin, sulkily. . She felt a semi-sharp object being gently impressed into her back. “Your name and address were upon an envelope found in the pocket of an Englishman who was brought here late last night suffering from serious injuries,” he said in a dry official tone. Wood. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. ’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up. How could you draw the curtain aside which hides the great and holy places of life—you, who have never loved?” “You have become French to the core,” she murmured.
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