‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. The thousand voices which a few moments before had been so clamorous were now hushed. It was the blood she found that cemented her decision that her foster daughter was a criminal. ‘A word, if you please, my friend. ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROM THE PHOTOPLAY PRODUCED BY DISTINCTIVE PICTURES CORPORATION NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS THE RAGGED EDGE CHAPTER I The Master is inordinately fond of young fools. He will be here in a moment or so, and you will then learn his determination. I shouldn't talk like that. You see, I—I am a woman worshipper. As you brew so must you drink. ‘You don’t mean to say she’s here?’ ‘Was,’ Gerald corrected. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace, and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place afforded. She pointed suddenly at the portrait. Her heart in her mouth, she heard his foot scrape on the floorboard and knew from his expression that Gosse had heard it too.
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