Bonny Jean, and A Severe Threat — page 200: what you’re looking at

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A SEVERE THREAT, 193 CHAPTER XVIII. THE PLOT PROSPERS, After a time the library door opened softly, and Sir John came forth, side by side with Lady Venetia. A gleam of triumph shone upon my lady’s beautiful face ; but the baronet was livid with anger, and his little round eyes were full of moody light, At the outer door they paused a moment. ‘‘ And you are positive of this, Lady Venetia?” She laughed, lightly. ‘* Positive!” she returned. ‘‘ You will find it to be true yourself, when the time comes. Good-by, Sir John!” And she fluttered down the gray stone steps to her carriage, Sir John turned, and began to pace slowly up and down the marble floor of the entrance hall. His face still wore that pale, startled, yet angry expression, and as he walked he clenched his hands together nervously. ‘‘T’]l have it out with her—I swear I will,” he muttered, stopping suddenly. ‘‘She has had her own way long enough. Sick or well, she shall do my bidding, and I'll get at the first of this story sooner or later. It will not pay to thwart me in everything, by Jove! and she shall learn that I am master in my own house !” He walked up and down the long hal], slowly, his hands clasped behind his back, his head bent as though in deep mea- itation. ‘¢ Devilish fine woman is Venetia!” he resumed, at length ; ‘sot her eye open to all that’s going on. If it hadn’t been for my foolish weakness for Geraldine (the vixen !) I should have asked Venetia to be Lady Sydney ; but 2 His soliloquy came to an abrupt termination. He had come to a halt in a retired portion of the great, Gomicboo ‘S (e(o) i)