“I really owe him something of an apology. He was way out of her league and it was downright odd that he had obliged himself to talk to her, let alone walk her home. There is no poison that would affect her. ” “And why shouldn’t you?” “I felt that sort of thing couldn’t go on. ’ ‘Ah. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. ‘I see that Leonardo was right. He singled out my poor husband from a crowd of other felons; and you know how right he was in that case, Sir. “I must live, you know. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile. ” For a time she sat on a rail before leaving the road for the downland turf. “No, it was simple. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury.
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