’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. “You have been very kind to me,” she said. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision.
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