” She stopped abruptly, and turned about toward the front door. " "And, what good would that do?" replied Ireton, sarcastically. "I know you'll not deceive me. This will be safer than cutting his throat on shore. ’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. ’ The girl shook her head violently, setting the feathers on her hat bobbing. . We must wash out those stains up stairs, and burn the cloth. Now the pig knew where to find her—for it would not take long for a Catholic to locate the convent in Golden Square—even if she escaped him here. Agreeably he helped her take the shirt off. He mumbled an apology and then stopped short. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda.
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