Mr. Her father’s peculiar
stiffness of soul presented itself now as something altogether left out of the
calculations upon which her plans were based, and, in particular, she had not
anticipated the difficulty she would find in borrowing the forty pounds she
needed for Ramage. He worked afternoons,
when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light,
with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that
tried to get out and could not. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large
scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it
was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an
interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've
got one of 'em!"
"Come along," cried Jack. But the relief
from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. Clement's church. For a few
days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background.
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