"It is the last," continued the knight, sternly; "and I trust we may never meet
again, I have paid you this large sum—not because you are entitled to it, for you
have failed in what you undertook to do, but because I desire to be troubled with
you no further. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity,
and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?”
Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon
her. "We work together no more. In
consequence of the encouragement thus offered to dishonesty, and the security
afforded to crime, this quarter of the Borough of Southwark was accounted (at
the period of our narrative) the grand receptacle of the superfluous villainy of the
metropolis. "Then it's all over with us. “But
I wish,” she said, “I had some idea what I was really up to. Brendon. Madame Valade was that kind of woman. I shall never go back to him; never,
never!"
Distressed, embarrassed beyond measure by this unexpected tragic revelation,
the doctor puttered about among the bottles on the stand.
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