It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. . Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. I tried to have it out with him, but he wouldn’t have it out. “You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point already carried; “you shall!” The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from unnamable disgraces. “You will write to me, I am sure—and from the date of your letter I trust most earnestly that I may come back to my old place as “Your devoted friend, “WALTER BRENDON. Her nurse says she may live some time; but she seems to me to be sinking fast. He is in Newgate. " Her utterance was here choked by sobs. "And yet, he has been spared thus long; perhaps with a wise purpose," rejoined Thames.
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