Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 70: what you’re looking at

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62 BOB PEMBERTUN IN THE WRONG ROOM. CHAPTER VII. BOB PEMBERTON IN THE WRONG ROOM. The intelligence is so stunning that Bob hardly knows whether he is dreaming or not. ‘‘Bless my soul, this lady looks forty-five if a day, and yet I judge, from what you have told me, that Josephine must be a young woman,’’ he says. “Ah! you forget she was a bright actress. She knows how to make up to deceive more suspicious eyes than mine. Hatred such as hers is capable of anything. Since making this dreadful discovery I have been wandering in the forest, more because I desired a chance to ponder over the strange facts and lay out a plan of action, than I had any desire to shoot game. Thus fate threw us together.’ “But you cannot go on living in this way with such a merciless woman under your roof. ‘The next time her evil designs may succeed. What will you do—send her away ?”’ ‘‘T have not yet decided. In spite of the great wrongs she has done me, yet Iam sorry for her. I shall make one last attempt to change her heart, and if that is a failure——’’ “Well ?”? ‘Then I must resort to other methods for my life is in danger.’’ How quietly she speaks—Bob Pemberton is more Gomichooksscom