“The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools
of blood-red flame. She stood face to face with him, and his voice cut across her speech and made
her stop abruptly. “An uncle in New York is
dead, and has left him loads of money. "It is the voice of inspiration," said Thames; "and I receive it as a solemn
command. There was a hint of tears in her voice. Then
I think I remarked that science was disgracefully under-endowed, and confessed
I’d had to take to more profitable courses. How she learned of her heritage I do not know, but you need not
imagine that it is greed that drives her. She could still feel his psychic
presence all around her, and she knew he was thinking of
her. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood
possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped
round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from
under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back.
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