CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. We stepped from the Embassy into the motor—and oh! I thought that he was dead. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. "She has, she has," said Jack, in a broken voice. ” The man nodded. \"I'd like some popcorn. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. Can you kill yourself?” He asked quietly.
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