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But if Alaric thought of this often, so did Norman; and before the last fortnight had expired, the thinking of it had made him so ill that his immediate return to London was out of the question. Mrs. Woodward's heart melted within her when she heard that Harry was really ill. She had gone on waiting day after day for an answer to her letter, but no answer came.
Woodward's attention, however, was transferred once more to Grace Davoren, from whom he could not keep his eyes a fact which she soon discovered, as was evident by a slight hauteur and affectation of manner toward many of those with whom she had been previously on an equal and familiar footing.
Sis exclaimed in a horrified tone, "I slapped that letter out of Mr. Woodward's hand!" Teague laughed exultantly. "What'd he say?" "He didn't say anything. He looked like he expected the floor to open and swallow him. I never was so ashamed in my life. I've cried about it a thousand times." "Why, honey, I wouldn't take an' cry 'bout it ef I wuz you." "Yes you would, pap, if if you were me.
Barry's and Woodward's theatrical venture might be viewed in the light of idolatry or murder. Dangerfield had gone away some time so had Mervyn Sturk and his wife went next, and Cluffe and Puddock, who lingered as long as was decent, at last took leave. The plump lieutenant went away very happy, notwithstanding the two or three little rubs he had met with, and a good deal more in love than ever.
"Splendid," cried Elaine enthusiastically, as we looked at each other in surprise. Though none of us guessed it, half an hour before, in the seclusion of his yacht, Woodward's friend, Professor Arnold, had been standing with the long barrelled gun in his hand, adjusting the tube which ran beneath the barrel. In one hand he held the gun; in the other was a piece of paper.
"Still, it will make the evidence against Mr. Woodward so much stronger." "I've discovered that this Nick Weaver was a chum of Woodward's," said Uncle Enos. "A chum?" "Yes. He came from Chicago." "From Chicago!" I ejaculated. "Exactly." Meanwhile Mr. Harrison was examining the statement, which Kate had produced from her dress pocket. "I see it all," he cried.
"Do you imagine for one instant, Kane, does Betty imagine for one instant, that I shall not contest?" This changed the look of cold pleasure in Woodward's eyes, which grew blank again. "Do you mean me to understand Naturally, I took it for granted that you would act as most gentlemen act under the circumstances." "Then you have taken too much for granted, you and Betty.
The last contention stirred Woodward's attorneys, Bartlett and Sullivan, to ridicule.
And Katie her sweet bonny Katie she, at least, should be protected from the wolves. Those were the thoughts that passed through Mrs. Woodward's heart as she sat there caressing Linda. But how were things to be managed now at the present moment?
After some time, however, Woodward's glance seemed to lose its concentrative power, and gradually to become vague and blank.
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