‘I’m not going to arrest you, young Jack—yet. " The doctor was in the middle fifties, gray and careworn, but with alert blue eyes and a gentle mouth. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. In the retrospect she was amazed to think how things had gone to pieces, for at the outset she had been quite prepared to go home again upon terms. Sheila was often a terror to her husband Mark, who seemed afraid of her. ’ ‘You’re going?’ asked his friend, and the note of relief was marked. After all, where prayer fails, a pistol is bound to succeed. The account of the discovery of Sir Rowland's murder filled Winifred with alarm; but when she learnt what had befallen Thames—how he had been stricken down by the thief-taker's bludgeon, and left for dead, she uttered a piercing scream, fainted, and would have fallen, if Jack had not caught her in his arms. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. She knew it. Thames Darrell MUST die. "Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. I trust you will not accuse me of discourtesy if I express my pleasure that henceforth our ways will lie apart.
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