"Ay, murder him, if you like the term," returned Wild. "As circumstances shall dictate, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan. In
the upper hall he paused to listen. ”
Miss Miniver’s manner became impressive. My arm's nearly well
again. A small voice greeted her, hissing. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old
Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob
him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—"
Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and,
when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. "
"Thank you! thank you!" faltered Jack, in a voice full of emotion. ’
‘What of your grandfather?’
Her lips parted in surprise. She recognized the
face but could not quite place it. Had he but known it, his
outburst had done him no harm in the major’s eyes. She hated it, she hated the mission-house;
she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. “Oh, yes,” the stranger remarked good-humouredly. . He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her,
assailing her.
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