"You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. "A thousand pounds," he observed, gloomily, "is a heavy price to pay for doubtful secrecy, when certain silence might be so cheaply procured. “That young man was giving a luncheon party to a dozen friends at the Café de Paris to-day. ’ ‘Ah, so you did come here to find someone,’ Gerald responded eagerly. ” He threw the stone protecting the crypt to one side. You'd not know what to do without me, and shan't drive me off.
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