CHAPTER XXIII

Jaffrey’s voice roused Julie from the comatose state into which his sudden activity had plunged her. Regardless of the treachery of the heaving seat on which he perched she flung her arms about his neck and whispered brokenly: “Billy dear! I never knew until I thought I’d killed you how much I cared!” “Holy smoke! Have I been reincarnated in a dog? Never have I seen you grieved over a male human before, Marble-heart.” Jaffrey’s chuckle could not quite disguise the honest emotion in his voice. “Let him up, Billy!” T…