” After all, it was not so easy. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. I shall still wear your favor—even if it is a stolen and forbidden favor—in my casque. " Something reached down into his heart and twisted it. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life. There was a man, a boy, and a woman. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. And my word's law—with you, at least," she added, bestowing a cutting glance upon her husband. They were terrible, horrible people. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance.
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