? ? ? ? The woman's words came with an intense earnestness which carried conviction with them.
? ? ? ? "Is this true, Barrymore?"
? ? ? ? "Yes, Sir Henry. Every word of it."
? ? ? ? "Well, I cannot blame you for standing by your own wife. Forget what I have said. Go to your room, you two, and we shall talk further about this matter in the morning."
? ? ? ? When they were gone we looked out of the window again. Sir Henry had flung it open, and the cold night wind beat in upon our faces. Far away in the black distance there still glowed that one tiny point of yellow light.
? ? ? ? "I wonder he dares," said Sir Henry.
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