‘Is she the Frenchie we’ve been watching for then, sir?’ The lady’s furious features turned on this new target. Beyond that everything was nebulous. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. “What can I do?” “Go and see her. ’ ‘Well, I am glad he did not,’ intervened Lucilla, forestalling another withering comment from the captain. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. ” She replied. Wood's displeasure; and he was the more readily induced to do this, as the conversation began to turn upon his own affairs. CHAPTER XVII.
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