But she saw Dr.
Grimshaw, recognized him, and at the same time could but notice the
strong resemblance in form and manner that he bore to Thurston
Willcoxen, when it was too dark to notice the striking difference in
complexion and expression. Dr. Grimshaw approached her, keeping his
cloak partially lifted to his face, as if to defend it from the wind,
but probably to conceal it. Then the evil spirit entered Jacquelina, and
tempted her to sidle cautiously up to the professor, slip her arm
through his arm, and whisper:
"Thurston! Come! Jump in the sleigh and go home with us. We shall have
such a nice time! Old Grim has gone to Leonardtown, and won't be home
till to-morrow!"
"Has he, minion? By St. Judas! you are discovered now! I have now full
evidence of your turpitude. By all the saints! you shall answer for it
fearfully," said the professor, between his clenched teeth, as he closed
his arm upon Jacquelina's arm and dragged her toward the sleigh.
"Ha! ha! ha! Oh! well, I don't care! If I mistook you for Thurston, it
is not the first mistake I ever made about you. I mistook you once
before for a man!" said Jacko, defiantly.
He thrust her into the sleigh already occupied by Mrs. Waugh and Marian,
jumped in after her, and took the seat by her side.
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