When London Sleeps — page 143: what you’re looking at

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138 TWO WOMEN AND A MAN. which she felt was contamination, and yet did not - exactly understand why. What strange people. In what kindof a place did she find herself? Her first impulse was to fly from the house. But no, David was there. ‘That was the only thing that must be considered. She turned, intend- ine to ring for a servant, and saw standing near the entrance of one of the other rooms a striking vision in black and yellow. Ah! at last! This must be the mistress of the house. She raised her eyes to the face of the woman, and then in aimazement she recognized her. With a glad cry, she started toward her, with outstretched hands. ‘Hilda Corrode! Is it possible? Thank Heaven, I have found a friend! Dear, dear Hilda, how glad I ain to see you.”’ But Hilda, with a fierce look in her dark eyes, calmly placed her hands behind her back. ‘The ap- pearance of this girl, who she had forced herself to believe had robbed her of her happiness, had roused in her all her worst passions. All softer emotions had fled. She thought now only of revenge. Queenie. paused, pained and bewildered at this hostile rceeption. ‘“How strangely you look at me!’ she faltered. ‘Are we not friends ?”’ | ‘Friends with you!’’ replied Hilda, with concen- trated hatred. ‘‘At last I can meet you honestly, meet you without playing the hypocrite for the sake _of a miserable pittance. Meet you and “comiebooks ate.