’
She saw the weapon wrenched from Emile’s hand and he dropped to the bench
of the pew and sat there, grasping helplessly at the welling blood on his arm. The agony on the sands now
ceased to puzzle her. Do you want me, too?”
“Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of
rapture. I came to beg you instead to do
me the honour of becoming my wife. The biological laboratory, perpetually viewing life
as pairing and breeding and selection, and again pairing and breeding, seemed
only a translated generalization of that assertion. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like
sweet brandy, like blood. "
"Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some
highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. "
"Take it," replied Thames. She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her
loneliness to-night she distrusted. *****
At the end of each day Ah Cum would inquire as to the progress of the patient,
and invariably the answer was: "About the same. That night, she
hunted the alleyways of the old town.
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