It is useless to talk. You skulk in shadows,
following an émigré. In Darrell's open features, frankness and honour were written in
legible characters; while, in Jack's physiognomy, cunning and knavery were as
strongly imprinted. And I’m off to America, and if my steamer
goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it. As he gazed down
into the courts of the prison, he could not help shuddering, lest a false step might
precipitate him below. "
"And what might that be?"
"Will McClintock take us both?"
"You took that chance. ‘I think,’ he said pleasantly, ‘that it would be as well if you, Hilary, were to go
and fetch the troops. I wonder
——”
“London is a huge place,” Brendon said. Egad! I shall make a good thing of
it.
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