He recalled with exasperating perplexity her clear, matter-of-fact tone as she talked about love-making being unconvincing. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but hopeless attachment, almost overcame him. With his tongue lolling and his flea-bitten stump wagging apologetically, he glanced from face to face to see if there was any forgiveness visible. Or else he was indeed obsessed. “Indeed,” she said, “I would not. He shall have the estates. It seemed intolerable that she should go home and admit herself beaten. Hastening in the direction of the sound, he discovered Thames Darrell, stretched upon the ground. " Miserably his thoughts shuttled to and fro in search of what he knew she wanted —a love story. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. "We may trust him," he added in a whisper; "he is a staunch friend of the good cause. I’ve got a lot of things to think about. " "The very point I aim at," said Darrell as he passed through the outlet. "Jack!" exclaimed Thames.
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