’
‘But—’
‘You’ll get her all over blood again. That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs. Sebastian, too, seemed to be immune, even
though cats, dogs, and beasts of the suffered just as the
humans did: blackening and dying, their eyes rolling, their
bodies covered with bald buboes. ‘It is the life I know. "
"And you expect me to believe you after what has passed?"
"I do; and, more than that, I expect you to thank me. I
wonder whether you would mind, Lady Ferringhall,” he went on, with a sudden
glance at her, “if I tell you that you yourself remind me a great deal more of what
she was like then, except of course that your complexion and colouring are
altogether different. ’
‘Grossly unfair, too. Were I to let you go, you'd say I
feared you. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. “Ungracious little beast, I call her. Part 3
She dressed carefully for dinner in a black dress that her father liked, and that
made her look serious and responsible. Talk to her of the new
story; divert her; for this day her heart has been twisted sorely. "And so, you really suspected me?" murmured Mrs. I seed he was one,—and a sharp un, too,—at a
glance.
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