“You remember our first meeting?”
“Yes,” he answered hoarsely. 265
The madness crept around her like smoke under a
door. You do not believe his statement?"
"I do not," replied Winifred. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his
heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to
enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on
through the rooms. "
"Where—where?" cried Thames. And that would spoil it. ”
Anna looked at them for a moment with a pitiful attempt at a smile. Fortescue rambled
round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and
his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against
the wall. She recovered herself, however, with amazing
facility. He then spoke with a certain fatherly
kindliness of the past.
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