Courtlaw found the study in Cariolus’ studio. A
shudder rippled across his shoulders. The features
were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow
below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun?
Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of
energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald
made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. At
length she hit upon it: bubbling water. He continued his ditty, in spite of the angry
glances of his leader. It could only mean one thing—that her
foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer!
When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the
morning. “It’s about forty pounds. In vain he fondly urged his suit,
And, all in vain, the question put;
She answered,—"Mr. Honestly, I never did.
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