There was no answer. “You needn’t be worried,” she said quietly. "Was that thunder?" he faltered, as a terrible clap was heard overhead. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. Capes scored back with an uncompromising vigor that was his way of complimenting her intelligence. For a time she promenaded the room. He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night.
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