Return to him, I say—" "I can't," replied Jack, doggedly. His arms slipped around her waist as they were on the doorstep and he kissed her lips sweetly. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again.
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