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But it was the others he addressed, singling out, with the rare courtesy which was his by nature, the one comparative stranger, Darrow's niece, a Rochester girl, who could not be finding this, her first party in Boston, very amusing. "I hope you will appreciate the dilemma in which I have been placed by these gentlemen," he began, "and will pardon "
"And is Sophy awfully happy about it too?" she had asked, loosening her hold on Darrow's neck to tilt back her head and include her mother in her questioning look. "Why, dearest, didn't you see she was?" Anna had exclaimed, leaning to the group with radiant eyes.
Stamp around a little to put them out; and quit it." "What next; and how long?" asked Jack. "What is it? Have we gone blind, or is it a total eclipse, or what?" "I don't know how long," came back Darrow's voice calmly. "Next we will get out of the building. I want to make some observations. Get hold of my hand; we'll have to grope our way out." "If we could only get a light," muttered Hallowell.
The Indian had pledged me to come alone and had promised to do likewise, but I felt any tree might conceal one of his minions, hired to assassinate me while he engaged my attention. All this, of course, did not in the least affect my decision. I had promised to go alone, and Miss Darrow's interests required that I should keep my covenant.
But her courage failed at the idea of having to conspire with him to shield Owen, of keeping up with him, for Owen's sake, a feint of union and felicity. To live at Darrow's side in seeming intimacy and harmony for another twenty-four hours seemed harder than to live without him for all the rest of her days.
Darrow's exit, and that of his companions, was greeted uproariously. "'Please go 'way an' let me sleep!" sang one, at the blinking men. "Here's another!" shrilled a gamin. "Get up! The porter wants to make up your berth!"
When circumstances seemed most favourable to the success of your designs, that is, when Miss Darrow's voice and the piano prevented any slight sound from attracting attention, you gently dropped the monkey in at the window and signalled him what to do. When Mr. Darrow sprang to his feet you recalled the monkey and hastened away. Is not this a fairly correct description of what occurred?
As she opened her letters she was conscious that Darrow's gaze was fixed on her, and gradually it drew her eyes upward, and she drank deep of the passionate tenderness in his. Then the blood rose to her face and she felt again the desire to shield herself. She turned back to her letters and her glance lit on an envelope inscribed in Owen's hand.
He seemed less tired, more self-possessed, than during the first days after Darrow's death; but there was a new inscrutableness in his manner, a note of reserve, of resistance almost, as though he had barricaded himself against her conjectures.
Little by little I worked upon him till he came to believe himself guilty of John Darrow's murder. "I had availed myself of his interest in the subject of cancer to get him to the library. It is one of my maxims never to take an avoidable risk, for which reason I made Latour apply for the books I wanted, as well as for the medical works he desired to peruse.
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