Penny Dreadfuls, 1901 · page 361 of 400
I Forbid the Banns! — page 361: what you’re looking at
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ON THE MOMENT AFTER THE PLUNGE. 35! The man left the dressing room, his mind satisfied as to the exact tint of the trousers his master meant to wear. The next moment his master had fallen into a chair, staring with wild eyes at that paper which he held in his hand. “ Too late—too late,” were the words that his lips sought to frame. All his thoughts found expression in those words.’ His repentance had come too late. (CORMIECLIOOKS (E(0)