Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. ” She slipped on her cloak and stepped into the hansom with him. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. I intend to remain very serious indeed while I’m doing it. Mac—the old gossip—knew about everything going on in that part of the world; and if Enschede was anything up to the picture the girl had drawn, McClintock would have heard of him, naturally. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. The man himself was not a pleasant object.
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