Earles himself stood upon the threshold of
his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed
moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. Then he stepped
briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. The kindly American consul-general had himself taken her to the bank,
where her banknotes had been exchanged for a letter of credit, and had
thoroughly advised her. ‘A little promenade, madame?’
Madame Valade rose from the chintz-covered chair with alacrity and a little
rustle of her silken petticoats. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold,
stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with
additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most
noisome cell in the whole prison. Mr Jarvis’s sister, that was. From what she could tell, he truly had
convinced himself that he was in love with her, but she
knew that his ardor would fade eventually inasmuch as
she knew John’s would. “I didn’t ask you to get married. All at once her heart began to
patter queerly.
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