Love at the Loom — page 290: what you’re looking at

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Ge ae NEw cae Meet phe ee Sa gt eee Bie weighed everything, and had reached a -deter- | “mination to free herself if poasible. She had never taken part in private theatricals, had “never imitated any emotion or passion in her life; but | x at that moment it came. to her to play a part, and she alee had talben the sponge in one hand’ and’ was urging him to haste, saying: - “Don’t take all day, Jake. Hurry up?!” _ Goldie gave vent to a wild cry, and let her a Fi - - accents: a , wo ae eee ee eh ee sd aie 2 oe ee Da q “ready to pour chloroform on’ it. His accomplice was | auk under her, at the same time murmuring: fr broker _ “Heaven have mercy! Ah, — is the nratter-? 4 Fam dying! Help! Hel: ‘She became limp and inert, and her limbs: fated to os ‘support her longer. _--—s-“She’s. fainted, Jake!” cried Harry. . “What’ll I do, then?” “Never -mind the chloroform now. Get the otter: stuff. It is in my room upstairs. Hurry up! Put the chloroform there, so that I can use it if mecessary.” He carried Goldie to a lounge as he spoke and - placed her on it. Jake ran from the room, and his companion in crime crossed the room to pick up the _ bottle of chloroform. it was the moment Goldie had striven to. gain for Eomicboo a