Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. It was time to leave America. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. He embraced her fully. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. ’ Taking the chair she had indicated with a careless wave of one stiff-fingered hand, Gerald felt hope burgeoning.
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