" "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. I felt somehow I’d hurt you. ” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written. If the boy did not love the girl, why the devil had he dragged her into this marriage? Spurlock was a bit shaky bodily, but his brain was functioning clearly; and, it might be added, swiftly—as the brain always acts when confronted by a perplexing riddle. "She wouldn't let me go. Did you warn Frith?’ ‘Yes.
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