Part 3
At last the evening was over, and Capes and his wife had gone down to see
Mr. Where was this
kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. . She obeyed, extending her arm. He stopped short with a little exclamation of
surprise. He hung over her—he and his loan to her
and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting
possibility of annoyance and exposure. Remember that. If you’ll forgive my saying
that, and implying what goes with it. ’
The girl nodded understandingly. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would
always keep hidden from her, at least human love. The actual danger was lost sight of in these wild
apprehensions; and many timorous beings were scared beyond reason's verge by
the excess of their fears. ’
‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the
lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. Next to the executioner
stood his wife—the former Mrs. The Flash Ken
XV.
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