"Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. "Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom. What a God-forsaken fool he was! And dimly, out there somewhere in the South Seas—the beach! Already he sensed the fascination of the inevitable; and with this fascination came the idea of haste, to get there quickly and have done. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. “I never dreamt!” she said. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire.
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