Read "What's Bred in the Bone" by Grant Allen online for free on Textopian. Full text with search, annotations, highlights, and AI-powered reading aids.
Guy rose mechanically, and followed him to the door. Nevitt still held the forged cheque in his hand. Guy thought of it so to himself in plain terms, as the forgery. Yet somehow, he knew not why, he followed that sinister figure through the passage and down the stairs like one irresistibly and magnetically drawn forward. Why, he couldn't let any one go forth upon the streets of London -- with the cheque he himself had forged in his hands -- unwatched and unshadowed.
Nevitt called a cab; and jumped in, and beckoned him. Guy, still as in a dream, jumped after him hastily.