Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation
reigned throughout. Edgeworth Bess, who passed for Sheppard's wife, was secured. “She must look forward to Italy. ’
Mrs Prudence Sindlesham, a widow of several years’ standing, so she told
Gerald, was a scarecrow of a female, long and lank of limb in a figure that had
once been willowy. Drummond patted him on the shoulder. When he was concentrating, deep
shadows formed under his gray eyes. I wanted something alive. To be with
you is the best moral tonic I know. ‘His wife?
Pah!’
‘You’re saying she is not his wife?’
‘I am saying nothing. ” The
doors at the other end of the hall opened. Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows. I wanted the magic of love. Because of the Dance. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the
inmate of a mad-house?"
"She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's
misconduct. ” She peered at him through the
semi-blackness.
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