“By Jove!” he broke out, “one tries to take a serious, sober view. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. If you attempt to play the traitor, you will do so at the hazard of your life. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. " CHAPTER XI. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard. For a moment she thought of saying yes, and then filled with shame. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a faint shudder stir her shoulders. Winny, my love, come with me.
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