CHAPTER II. ‘Now I see why
you’re marrying this woman, Hilary. . "You may die afterwards as soon as you please," retorted Jonathan; "but live till
then you shall. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. Retreating as quickly as he could,
Jack opened the first door he came to, entered a room, and searching in the dark
for some place of concealment, fortunately discovered a skreen, behind which he
crept. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. The one
profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage—
is teaching, and there we trample on one another. What a frightened fool he was!
If he could not remember her name, it was equally possible that already she had
forgotten his. She was not allowed to bathe herself: another prisoner, with a privileged
manner, washed her. She was retuning,
fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door
like milk.
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