” The girl received this intimation in silence, but the face that looked down upon the gas fire took an expression of obstinacy that brought out a hitherto latent resemblance between parent and child. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. " "That is to say, you wish you had let me die?" "That was the thought. Perhaps it was the recollection of those happy days. I wanted to talk to you before when you first came to live here two years ago, but I never did. Never sent for the shirt. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. Well, I'll have a look-see at this young De Maupassant. Dizziness overcame him like anesthetic and he slept. She wanted to turn him.
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