. The evil in his eyes towards her was explosive. You know as well as I do that it was accident. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. Suddenly he burst into wild laughter; but equally as suddenly something strangled the sound in his throat. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. “No,” she said at last; “I’m a human being—not a timid female. " Taking the keys, he led the way, followed by Jonathan, who chuckled internally at the shock that awaited the poor fellow.
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