Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. You are not a coward David, and you must not talk like one. She felt she was bound in honor to tell the whole affair to Manning sooner or later. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. I should only disappoint you terribly some day. Go easy. Mr.
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