If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. Her English was halting. And afterwards! Sir John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. Still silence everywhere. I speak frankly, because you also know that no possible extremity would induce me to accept help from any living person.
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