Illustrations
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| “tell me all about yourself,” he said | [Frontispiece] |
| leading the wrong one, throwing the wrong one, matching pasteboards, that was all | [86] |
| he went out on the extreme edge, faced about, and stepped two hundred and fifty paces | [112] |
IN HER OWN RIGHT
I
BROKEN
“The expected has happened, I see,” said Macloud, laying aside the paper he had been reading, and raising his hand for a servant.
“I thought it was the unexpected that happens,” Hungerford drawled, languidly. “What do you mean?”