From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. Such was his fury, that if he had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. A handy knife, and a good tot of something sharp to clean out the wound. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. . She would meet him upon this ground: he should never be given the slightest hint that she was unhappy. He turned in at the club. And yet—I love you.
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