And, if ever I'm brought to the gallows, I shall lay my death at her door. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. 132 “I thought you wanted me—you told me so when we kissed in the park!” He cried. He was also, had she known it, more than a little insincere. Come with me, Langley, and bring the lantern. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. You seem to want this chap out of Canton.
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