‘That’s better,’ said Gerald, and let her go. "Save me!—save me!" "Damnation!" vociferated Jonathan, savagely. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. First-off, he had decided not to tell her what he had found at the bottom of that manila envelope. I was reduced to 170 a fool, for there were many pretty women from all walks of life in that teeming city.
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