Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp. "I half suspect this is a highwayman," thought the Jew; "he's so ready with his cash. ” For a moment or two he did not speak. ’ ‘Don’t be a fool, woman,’ snapped Charvill, thrusting himself further into the room. “Those were good. I'll call for you after lunch. “You see, father,” she said, “it isn’t only this affair of the dance. She always dawdled, so it was easy. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair.
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