"What is this?" she wanted to know. She could tell that he was leering at her. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. “This means a plunge. . This was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. He had kissed his wife on the mouth … and had been horrified! There was real madness somewhere along this road. ’ ‘Why should Gérard care?’ sneered Gosse. Advancing towards him, he made him a formal salutation, which was coldly returned. The shouts drew nearer, and lights were seen flashing ruddily against the sides and gables of the neighbouring houses. "His life—or yours?" "No one shall harm you more, my dear," cried Lady Trafford.
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