"
"The boy's not at my house," replied Wild. "
"I will, when I've had my revenge," muttered Jack. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which
rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with
a foot-rest. “Where are they?” She looked around. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked
at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?”
“I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. “One runs about,” said Ann Veronica. “What made you marry him? What made you
leave Paris without a word to any one? What made you and your sister exchange
identities?”
“There is one answer to all those questions, Nigel,” she said, with a nervous little
shudder. “At a boarding-house?” he gasped. He is in the care
of those who will not leave the task assigned to them—the utter perversion of his
principles—half-finished. Too busy.
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