Under His Thumb — page 176: what you’re looking at

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UNDER HIS THUMB, 167 ears first. Afterward I may confide in you,” she ex- claimed. | Her faithful friend complied with the request. At the same time Dyer stepped nearer the outcast’s daughter. ‘It is a short story that I have to tell,’’ he began, speaking scarcely above a whisper. ‘‘But it requires a little preliminary explanation. Upon the morning of the tragedy, soon after my arrival at the print- ing-house, | saw your father enter the counting- room. ‘This was before you visited Mr. Waldron, upon the same morning, which I also observed. Then, as J——’’ George Dyer’s eyes, which had until this moment been fixed steadfastly upon the face of his beautiful listener, now looked past her toward the entrance of the hut. At the same time they became suddenly distended with terror; his jaw fell nervelessly; his counte- nance assumed a sickly, ashen hue. At the same instant a tall shadow appeared out- lined against the dingy walls. eo paylicel exexvey <3 m (Ele)