revulsion.

"I will!" she answered through her teeth--and she swept past him out of
the room.

"I'll tell you who I thought it was at first," said he, heartily.




The Shadow of the Rope




CHAPTER I

THE END OF THEIR LIFE


"It is finished," said the woman, speaking very quietly to herself. "Not
another day, nor a night, if I can be ready before morning!"

She stood alone in her own room, with none to mark the white-hot pallor
of the oval face, the scornful curve of quivering nostrils, the dry
lustre of flashing eyes. But while she stood a heavy step went
blustering down two flights of stairs, and double doors slammed upon the
ground floor.

It was a little London house, with five floors from basement to attic,