Fortescue?”
“At your service. The real tragedy—which he sensed
and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. ”
“That’s rather a pity,” Annabel said. "
"He protect you," retorted Blueskin, maliciously; "you haven't a worse enemy on
the face of the earth than Jonathan Wild. Perhaps you'll give me in return some token, by which I may
remind you of this occurrence, in case we meet again. It shall be your wedding ring. He was a
thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in
any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always
been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. She loved him. "
"I am calm—quite calm, Rowland," she answered, with lips whose agitation
belied her words.
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