But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. The rest of the crowd followed suit with weak laughter. This is the way the old thief brings in all his heavy plunder, which he stows in out-of-the-way holes in his infernal dwelling. But Melusine had overcome the weakness, calling the loss but a temporary setback. No other man should touch her; she was Hoddy's, body and soul, in this life and after. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped. ‘What started you off, you madman,’ Roding told him frankly, as he set about tying his handkerchief around the wound, ‘was being born at all. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it.
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