The assassination, as you call it, was, obviously, the vengeance of a kinsman of the injured lady, who no doubt was of good family, upon her seducer. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. He drew a chair to the side of the bed and sat down, terrified by the utter fallowness of his mind. ” “I am afraid,” she said, preceding him down the narrow stairs, “that I am going to be too busy to have much time for gadding about. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. She came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. Towards night, however, he ventured out, and walked on towards London.
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