Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. " "Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. ‘No, but I seen the light, sir. Marthe has told me that the house comes to my mother, Ma—ry Re—men—ham. And here's the proof. ” They eyed her incredulously. Then she was out of the door and running, fast. ’ ‘I will not. ” “All these things,” he muttered bitterly, “this desperate resolve to take your life into your own hands, your unnatural craving for independence, would never trouble you for a moment—if you really cared. Although she did not understand why he persisted in this pursuit of her affairs. “You are too good for me,” she said in a low voice. She struggled fiercely not to give way.
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