But whither The Tigress was bound or who the owner was lay beyond the reach of Ah Cum's deductions. But his gloom appeared to be occasioned by remorse, rather than sorrow. ‘She means thanks to you, General,’ Gerald translated automatically, forgetful of his old commander’s fiery temper. It was a pity he didn't break his neck, for he was hanged within the year. Mrs. Light flooded the place. She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless. His glance came up again and met hers.
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