270 “Curse that boy!” He chuckled and stomped the water. But those days are over—quite over. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. I made her my unwilling confederate. Somehow I haven’t connected the idea with you. For a few days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. G.
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