175 “Before you tell me the whole story,” she emphasized the penultimate word, “just let me do something for you. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. I came to beg you instead to do me the honour of becoming my wife. “Neither Sydney nor I would think of such a thing. His condition is not unfavourable, but there may be a relapse at any moment. ” “You are very good, Mr. “I have a letter for you, and no end of messages. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. This was the first young man who had drawn from her something more than speculative interest. What do you mean by calling me wretch, Madam!" she added marching up to Mrs. " "Wretch!" cried Jack, raising his hand in a menacing manner, "your triumph will be short-lived. “I knew Mr.
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