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" "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. . " "I have already hazarded my life in this attempt to save you," returned Jonathan boldly, and with apparent frankness; "this ought to be sufficient answer to your doubts. And I don't want anything of yours destroyed, Hoddy. Stanley considered. ‘Of course the fellow has doubtless stayed put to wait for you,’ retorted Hilary. ‘For that I shall certainly not leave until you have told me every tiny detail. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. You are your nephew's executioner, or he is yours.
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