"When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. "Stay!" cried Wood, "this is a most perplexing business—if you really are privy to the affair——" "We'll talk of it to-morrow, Sir," returned Jackson, cutting him short. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. With people of that sort all sorts of things may happen. Where else could she go?’ ‘And there aren’t too many of them around,’ agreed Hilary on a gloomy note. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. The moral right of the author has been asserted. ’ She was about to develop this theme, when Jack’s gaze became fixed, and his expression changed. He was daring enough to have seized and carried him off before the whole congregation, but he preferred waiting.
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