’ For my own part I go about loving. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. I didn’t betray you, I swear I didn’t. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. From this spot a road, more resembling the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the brow of Dollis Hill.
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