‘What is it?’
‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’
‘You can leave the young lady to me. “They ought to
have been lopped in the spring. That shining
slope of snow, and how we talked of death! We might have died! Even when we
are old, when we are rich as we may be, we won’t forget the tune when we cared
nothing for anything but the joy of one another, when we risked everything for
one another, when all the wrappings and coverings seemed to have fallen from
life and left it light and fire. I am a murderer. ”
Hill looked up at him, an unkempt, rough-looking object, with broken collar,
tumbled hair, and the blood slowly dripping from his face. But I expect him back every minute. The room was papered with green, large-patterned
paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other
chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz,
which also supplied the window-curtain.
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