The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. ’ ‘Oh, don’t you?’ Gerald said grimly. And she defies me. ’ The lady shook her head, contriving at the same moment to utter a breathy little laugh. "To—to—no matter what," returned the widow distractedly. “But you yourself,” she exclaimed, glancing into his face, “you too look tired. I’ve had it, Sheila.
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