] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. “Come,” he continued, “the world after all is a very small place. If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. ToC Mrs. "You soon shall," rejoined Sheppard. " Thames tried to answer her, but his voice failed him. But I don’t think she lays hold of one so. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. ’ ‘Like your father,’ Gerald put in deliberately.
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