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CHAPTER THE FIFTEENTH
THE LAST DAYS AT HOME
Part 1
They decided to go to Switzerland at the session’s end. He sat up in his chair as though the question
had stung him. I didn’t betray you, I swear I didn’t. ‘I’ve finished me report, sir,’ Trodger said aggrievedly. Of late, however, his plotting had assumed a more dark and dangerous
complexion. Ain't he, Madam?'"
"He is, indeed," replied the widow, fervently; "more—much more than that. Lead the lad to suppose
that he'll be introduced to Lady Trafford. I have said that I am but a nun now. "
"The pianist?"
"Yes. S. I
don’t think any surroundings could throw a shadow on you. "
"It's Jonathan Wild," returned the widow, endeavouring to alarm him. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his
throat. "Is it wrong, then, to surrender to good
impulses?"
"In the present instance, yes. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband.
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