He called it "The Man Who Could Not Go Home. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. At length he
proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of
music. “When you married me——”
Her little hand flashed out across the table. “You must leave me your address if you please,” he said, as she rose to go. But I want to know whether in such an event you would stand by
me?”
She held out her hand. To this Jack replied, that he should be perfectly
contented, provided he might have a small allowance of gin. Taking a
firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at
the same instant, swung his booted foot. All the turnkeys rose to salute the thief-taker, whose habitually-sullen
countenance looked gloomier than usual. "
"Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. It
came into her head with real emotional force that this must be some particularly
fantastic sort of dream.
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