But though the shot took effect, as was evident from the stains on the ground, the villain escaped. ” “I may have to run,” said her father, with an appeal to his watch. For freedom at least. ’ ‘It’s too late for that,’ Gerald told her evenly. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. She frowned and gripped her hands about her knees very tightly. “How have you been, my dear? Up to no good, I see. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen.
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