It was a letter. ” She caressed his cheek seductively with her left palm and he closed his eyes in dreamy anticipation. ‘You see,’ he pursued blandly, ‘I lead a life of the most intolerable boredom. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. " Without waiting for a reply, but darting a malevolent look at the prisoner, he quitted the cell, the door of which was instantly double-locked and bolted. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. Apparently he did not see his recent companions. She went to the post-office and drew out and sent off her money to Ramage.
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