" "No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. ” “I am really curious,” she persisted. My sister was scarcely likely to make a mistake. Jerking forward, she jabbed backwards. . Their conversation was conducted in the flash language, and, though unintelligible to Wood, was easily comprehended by this companion, who learnt, to her dismay, that the wounded man had received his hurt from her son, whose courage and dexterity formed the present subject of their discourse. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. For a moment her thoughts led her back to the evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her life. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out.
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