“Sufficient unto me is the change thereof,” he said, with all the effect of an epigram. This done, she waited at the side of the bed; but he gave no sign that he was conscious of her nearness. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. It would have saved me much circumlocution, and you some suspense. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. " "That's what troubles me," rejoined Ben. ” “Then perhaps,” she answered, with a new coldness in her tone, “perhaps I really do not care. " "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. Love—admiration for your matchless beauty alone sways me. "That would be certain destruction. "Leave me, Sir; I insist.
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