‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. “Mary!” He whispered loudly. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. Everything is being done that can be. "Speak out—don't be alarmed," said Wood, in a kind and encouraging tone. Once before—but that had been different. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared.
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