Fine but strong lines
marked the profile: that would speak for courage and resolution. If hate could kill, Ramage would have been
killed by a flash of hate. It was dry,
as if she had powdered it. "It is not too late to repair the wrong I have done my nephew," cried Trenchard. Over the gateway towards Snow Hill, were two strong wards, called the Castle
and the Red Room. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with
some man?”
“What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad
as to go off alone?”
“After—after what had happened the night before?”
“Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face
as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the
very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and
there, sure enough, was yours. But I've not promised to stand by him yet; nor
will I, unless he turns out an honest lad,—mind that. "
"Time will show," replied Jack with equal haughtiness. One can learn and understand only by personal experience, by
actual contact with the realities of life. "Speak plainly.
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