"Oh! that was all, was it?" said the turnkey, quietly reseating himself. The idea of this sudden reluctance was elusive; the fact was evident but not the reason for it. ” He did not agree with that. She was sorry for his liking her too much for his own good, but her need was too desperate to cavil at turning it to useful account. His efforts at self-destruction were, however, prevented. ’ ‘Had the advantage of her this time,’ Roding put in before Gerald could respond. A siphon and a whisky bottle stood before him. She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver. A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth.
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