“I wonder why I am
always hungry nowadays. "What ho!" he cried slapping Smith, who had fallen asleep with the brandybottle in his grasp, upon the shoulder. On this fresh
outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the
boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself
to meet his fate. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. . "
"For procuring my imprisonment?"
"For saving your life. Would you stand by me—and her?”
“My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a
highly meretricious quality caught her eye. . I swore I would
bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such
distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of
misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as
his father. But it was now too late to turn
back, and, nerving himself for the shock he expected to encounter, he ventured
after his conductor. ”
Everything was good. Even as she watched, the sweat of
weakness began to form on his forehead and under the nether lip.
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