You won’t settle and I’m going mad. ToC
During the whole of the next day and night, the poor widow hovered like a ghost
about the precincts of the debtors' garrison,—for admission (by the Master's
express orders,) was denied her. “I suppose my levity is incorrigible. It is possible she is dangerous, and the police
are looking into several cold murder cases where she may
have been involved. It would put the whole adventure on a
broader and better footing; it seemed, indeed, almost the only possible way in
which she might emerge from her rebellion with anything like success. Wood, Sir," he added, with
much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not
that—" and he hesitated. . But what I want to get at is this. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!—
let him deny it if he can. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again,
hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and
crashing beyond the secret door. “Oh, my
dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. Happily they had no one else to wait for, and it heartened her mightily to think
that she had ordered the promptest possible service of the dinner. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet
with tears.
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