Horace Annesley Vachell

The Waters of Jordan Horace Annesley Vachell

Charteris gave a last glance at the room wherein he had suffered so acutely a suffering rigidly suppressed during three weeks. Even now, when he stood alone, disregarded by a few officials and attendants, his face retained its expression of impassivity, the callous indifference duly chronicled by the reporters. He had been racked in this torture-chamber, which outwardly presented so smug and conventional an appearance pulled to pieces, branded, pilloried; and this for the sake of a woman whom once he had loved, but who had never loved him, as the evidence abundantly proved. To-day the decree had been delivered; within six months it would be made absolute, unless the King s Proctor intervened. Considering this, and all it implied, Charteris caught the eye of his chief inquisitor, Mc Allister, K. C., hurrying off to the club of which Charteris was also a member. The great man nodded genially.
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