“He has a stubbly yellow moustache, weak eyes, and great
horrid hands. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. ’
Mrs Sindlesham sighed deeply. But why do you ask?"
"Because—" stammered the boy. “It’s a
matter of feeling with me. ” She
wanted to feast upon him badly, his passion, his
youthfulness. I told him I would bring him to
the gallows, and I was as good as my word. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might
soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his
bedside. ’
***
It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the
closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. “Then some of your family history is known to me.
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