Michelle looked at their reflections in the wall mirror. In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. "Maybe he realized that he was slipping fast and thought a fine action might give him a hand-hold on life again. In an instant, she turned on him. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. “Those things are not for me just at present. Her first impulse was to fly to the window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of ascending the ladder from without. The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. “What’s that for?” He said. . The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom.
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