"
Before he could utter the soothing words that rose to his lips,
Dick was interrupted by a slight sound at the door. Instantly,
he was all alert to meet the exigencies of the situation. He
stood by the couch, bending forward a little, as if in a posture
of intimate fondness. Then, with a new thought, he got out his
cigarette-case and lighted a cigarette, after which he resumed
his former leaning over the woman as would the ardent lover. He
heard the noise again presently, now so near that he made sure of
being overheard, so at once he spoke with a forced cheerfulness
in his inflection.
"I tell you, Mary," he declared, "everything's going to be all
right for you and me. It was bully of you to come here to me
like this."
The girl made no response. She lived still in the nightmare of
murder--that nightmare wherein she had seen Griggs fall dead to
the floor.
Dick, in nervous apprehension as to the issue, sought to bring
her to realization of the new need that had come upon them.
"Talk to me," he commanded, very softly.
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