"My coat!" Ruth did not move but stared astonishedly at the patient. “Just at present my mind simply won’t take hold of this at all. "Not in the least," returned Kneebone, slyly, "not in the least. The investigators should have thought to check inside the garbage can. Do you understand?” “I do not,” he answered. That’s how it takes me. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. ” “Of course I am. ’ ‘I like that,’ Gerald protested. And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence within his breast. And now her father said she must not go. “I do not think so. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. “All right, Dunster,” he said. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss.
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