McClintock was in a gay mood at dinner that night; but he did not see fit to give
these children the true reason. She had killed the McCloskeys after they
had witnessed her making a kill. “I got your note just in time,” he remarked. The venturous climber gazed for a moment at the
assemblage beneath, to ascertain that he was not discovered; and, having
satisfied himself in this particular, he stepped out more boldly. And Ramage too—about Ramage there would always be that air of
avidity, that air of knowledge and inquiry, the mixture of things in his talk that
were rather good with things that were rather poor. He even thought he could detect the voice of
Jonathan, urging and directing them. “Who’ll
mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. Suppose her father turned her
out of doors! She did not care, she meant to go.
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