But Bess could scarcely summon resolution enough to hazard the experiment; and it was only on Jack's urgent intreaties, and even threats, that she could be prevailed on to trust herself to the frail tenure of the rope he had prepared. Mrs. I’ve—dreads. . Then he went back to his rooms and lit a cigar. He had reacted by laughing at her, informing her coolly that she was naïve in many things. 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. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. His blood would be sweet with it. To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another matter altogether.
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