Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. The thought of them distressed her without subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. If this girl hadn't busted into the game, Spurlock would still be at the hotel. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. “I love you, I always will. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. But, it can't be helped. What does it matter? It is here, and it is here to stay. You are wholly in my power. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. ” She barked. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. To perdition with them all.
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