He is steeped in the conventions. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. I tore the marriage certificate from his pocket and burnt it. He must be gone to dispose of the body. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. It had her raven locks, her pouting lips. She was no longer there. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. “I can assure you that it was quite unnecessary. " "No. " "And I will, if I can, depend upon it," answered Sheppard, with a laugh. ” And Ann Veronica at once went back with the hold-all, trying not to hurry indecently but to keep up her dignified air of being a wronged person doing the right thing at a smart trot, to pack.
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