A Daughter of Delilah — page 215: what you’re looking at

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206 RUN TO EARTH. ‘Ts it really you or not, Gilbert?’’ she laughed. ‘‘What }?? a splendid hayseed you make With a bitter laugh, Hawkley cast aside his sharby overcoat, the shoulders of which were padded into a huge lump. He flung his battered broad-brimmed hat to the floor, snatched away his wig and bushy whiskers and stood before her, tall and straight as a rod. “Tt is not Gilbert Roseberry, Isabel Russell, but an avenger who has been on your track for years. Do you know me yet? My hair is whitened by your perfidy, but though a common policeman now—a policeman by choice for the sole purpose of running you and your paramour to earth—you may recognize in me a once successful and am- bitious lawyer—your legal husband—Arthur Holliday Russell!’’ He bowed mockingly. “Hh! What, sir?’’ thundered Jabez Alston, springing — erect. ‘‘You have made a mistake, sir! This lady is my wife! She shall not be insulted by you! Leave the room, or, old as Iam, I will eject you! Isabel, my queen, deny it all. The man is mad!’’ He passed one arnf about her, but she did not heed him. Her eyes were fixed upon the cruel and malignant face of Hawkley, in their depths a tigerish gleam, while her breath came and went in quick little gasps. The surprise had been so sudden—so unlooked for. She was completely at bay. ‘“You lie!’’ she hissed. ‘‘You are not Lawyer Russell. His body was found in the river. Evenif you are, what claim have you upon me?”’ ‘Taman officer of the law,’’ he returned, in sibilant EMPMIE OOO KS (Eo)