When London Sleeps — page 179: what you’re looking at

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174 “GO AND SIN NO MORE.” ant, honest face, but not one that was instinct with | a large amount of intelligence. He removed his cap, and said respectfully: “T have brought your jewels from the bank, Miss Carruthers. ”’ ‘“Tewels,’’ repeated Hilda, mechanically. “Tm not sorry to finish my errand,’’ continued the messenger, with a nervous little laugh. ‘‘One feels rather uneasy with thirty thousand -pounds about him.’’ “Thirty thousand pounds!’ Hilda breathed rather than spoke the words. The messenger looked at her admiringly. He thought she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life. He was rather a susceptible youth. “You are Miss Carruthers, I presume?’’ he asked, although he had every reason to believe that she was, as the servant had told him Miss Carruthers was in the drawing room. Hilda hesitated for an almost imperceptible in- stant, and then she answered, calmly: Ves? ‘‘Then you will sign this receipt, please,’’ said the messenger, producing a book. Hilda took the book, walked slowly over to a writing table which stood in acorner of the room, and signed, of course not her own name. _ Then she returned the book to the messenger, who glanced at the signature. “Queenie Carruthers,’’ he said. ‘‘Thank you. - Quite correct.”? comicbooks com.