The Yellow Crayon

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The Yellow Crayon Edward Phillips Oppenheim

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  “IfIrefuse?“sheasked。

  “Isendforthechiefofthepolice。“

  “Shelookedhimupanddown,ameasured,mercilesssurvey。Hewasatall,bigman,butheseemedtoshrinkintoinsignificance。

  “Youareacowardandabully,“shesaidslowly。“YouknowquitewellthatIaminnocentofanyknowledgeevenconcerningDuson’sdeath。ButIwouldsoonermeetmyfate,whateveritmightbe,thansuffereventhetouchofyourfingersuponmyhand。Yourpresenceishatefultome。Sendforyourchiefofthepolice。Stringyourliestogetherasyouwill。Iamsatisfied。“

  Shelefthimandsweptfromtheroom,aspotofcolourburninginhercheeks,hereyeslitwithfire。Theprideofherracehadasserteditself。Shefeltnolongeranyfear。Sheonlydesiredtoseverherselfatonceandcompletelyfromallassociationwiththisman。Inthehallshesentforhermaid。

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