She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. “Dear me, what a relief! If I had had any nerves that man would have trampled upon them long ago. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. Then he relaxed back a little, and let the weapon dangle from his fingers. I have slept with it under my pillow. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. ” Courtlaw was alarmed at the man’s pallor. ” He looked down at his heavy Sears work boots as Mrs. ” She hesitated. ” “You would marry a divorcée?” she asked.
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