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Sunday After the Battle

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           "AfterthesacrificesIhavemade,andthemannerinwhichIhavestoodbyyou,Ithinkthissortofreproachisuseless,"SirPittsaid."Yourmarriagewasyourowndoing,notmine."

           "That’sovernow,"saidRawdon."That’sovernow."Andthewordswerewrenchedfromhimwithagroan,whichmadehisbrotherstart.

           "GoodGod!isshedead?"SirPittsaidwithavoiceofgenuinealarmandcommiseration.

           "IwishIwas,"Rawdonreplied."Ifitwasn’tforlittleRawdonI’dhavecutmythroatthismorningandthatdamnedvillain’stoo."

           SirPittinstantlyguessedthetruthandsurmisedthatLordSteynewasthepersonwhoselifeRawdonwishedtotake.TheColoneltoldhisseniorbriefly,andinbrokenaccents,thecircumstancesofthecase."Itwasaregularplanbetweenthatscoundrelandher,"hesaid."Thebailiffswereputuponme;IwastakenasIwasgoingoutofhishouse;whenIwrotetoherformoney,shesaidshewasillinbedandputmeofftoanotherday.AndwhenIgothomeIfoundherindiamondsandsittingwiththatvillainalone."HethenwentontodescribehurriedlythepersonalconflictwithLordSteyne.Toanaffairofthatnature,ofcourse,hesaid,therewasbutoneissue,andafterhisconferencewithhisbrother,hewasgoingawaytomakethenecessaryarrangementsforthemeetingwhichmustensue.

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