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It came over him with a sort of shock that this woman was Tyson's wife,

irrevocably, until one or other of them died And Tyson was not the sort

of man to die for anybody's convenience but his own

At last they swayed into the courtyard at Thorneytoft "Thank heaven

we're alive!" he said, as he followed her into the house

Mrs Nevill Tyson turned on the threshold "Do you mean to say you didn't

enjoy it!"

"Oh, of course it was delightful; but I don't know that it was

exactly--safe"

"I see--you were afraid We were safe enough so long as I was driving"

He s in a delirious

dreahts, she

called back over the banisters-"I'm not such a fool as I look, you know"

No, for the life of him Stanistreet did not know His doubt was absurd,

for it implied that Mrs Nevill Tyson practiced the art of symbolism, and

he could hardly suppose her to be so well acquainted with the resources

of language On the other hand, he could not conceive how, after living

more than half a year with Tyson, she had preserved her for she still further obscured the question by

boasting that she had saved Captain Stanistreet's life Stanistreet

protested