“The girl was still busy with the glove. Without warning, he took deliberate aim, and fired. The girl fell back in the chair, and her head dropped forward on her chest.”
“And he?”
“Why, he seemed to glance over toward my window, presenting his full face. Then he disappeared on the side of the window whence he came when he produced the pistol.
“Almost directly after, he crossed the room[{55}] once more, and again disappeared through the door by which he had entered.
“Then I rushed out of Mr. Woodford’s office.
“In my dire distress and anxiety to get my child away from him I came to you, having heard that you scarcely ever failed in work intrusted to your care.”
“Well, you did the best thing you ever did in your life, Mrs. Lock, when you came to me.”
“Why?”
“Because you’ll save your husband’s honor, if not his life, and I think will regain not only your child, but his love also.”
“My God! Do not taunt me!”