"I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. Jonathan's threats are not to be sneezed at. Double-crossing wouldn't do any good. She watched as his headlights flooded the driveway and many minutes after his car was gone. She had looked forward to an explanation. But this wild scheme was speedily abandoned; and, nerved by despair, the carpenter resolved to hazard an attempt, from the execution, almost from the contemplation, of which he had hitherto shrunk. “I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. “The one who used to live at Lyndmore.
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