"I could almost forgive the wretch the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that," he added, a little confused. Which are you—Valade or Charvill? Or, no, let me guess. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. There are two ways to go in, you understand. And all the talk of the Miniver people and the Widgett people seemed always to be like a ship in adverse weather on the lee shore of love. According to what I’ve heard, you oughtn’t to be here. You know I call that positively wicked. His name is Taber?" "Howard Taber. "Well, I won't dispute your judgment in such matters, Mr. He stopped abruptly. "It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his approach, "so you may spare your breath.
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