She answered weakly, “I’m fine, John. ’ ‘Comment? You wish to murder me?’ ‘No, I wish to beat you,’ he retorted. ’ For the moment I thought it was a telegram from Gwen. Wood," said the lady bridling up, "my request may, perhaps, have some weight with you. "I've the Bridewell account to settle. “It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me.
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