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Farnol, Jeffery, 1878-1952

"The Definite Object A Romance of New York"


"Away from here--to-night?"
"Yes," he answered hoarsely, "yes!"
Then Hermione fell suddenly before him on her knees, and, before he
could stay her, had caught his hands, kissing them, wetting them with
her tears, and pressing them passionately to her bosom.
"I knew," she cried, "I knew that you were strong and gentle and--good.
Good-by--oh, my love--good-by!"
"Hermione," said he, kissing her bowed head, "oh, my Hermione, I love
you with a love that will die only when I do. I want you, and I'll never
lose hope of winning you--some day, never give up my determination to
marry you--never, so help me God!"
Then swiftly he turned away but, reaching the door, stooped and picked
up M'Ginnis's neckerchief and, recognising it, crumpled it in fierce
hand; so, with it clenched in griping fingers, he hurried away and left
her there upon her knees.


CHAPTER XXX
HOW GEOFFREY RAVENSLEE DEPARTED FROM HELL'S KITCHEN

"What, back again already, Mr. Geoffrey?" exclaimed Mrs. Trapes, poking
her head around the kitchen door, as Ravenslee entered the flat, "back
so soon?"
"Only for a minute, Mrs.


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