Would it be Thérèse?’ She shook her head. A queer nut. She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment. "To be lonely! What is physical torture, if someone who loves you is nigh? But to be alone … as I am!… yes, and as you are! Oh, you haven't told me, but I can see with half an eye. . “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where 80 it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long white gown. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. "I'll tell you why," he said. He was Julian five years younger, the spitting image. He waved a cordial goodbye. The old man was conducted to Jack's cell by the turnkey, who remained near him during their interview. CHAPTER XIII.
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