" And he struck up the following ballad:— SAINT GILES'S BOWL. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack. "If I get free, I'll have a bout with you at all weapons. You do not love your husband, you have married him for a position —to escape from—things which you feared. ’ For the first time since she had heard the news, Mrs Sindlesham’s features relaxed and a tiny smile appeared. ‘Of course the fellow has doubtless stayed put to wait for you,’ retorted Hilary. To-morrow night —or rather to-night, for we are fast verging on another day—I propose to lure him out of the house by a stratagem which I am sure will prove infallible; and, then, what so easy as to knock him on the head.
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