‘You don’t know him. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the
point of the sword at her throat. Sometimes the music would be tender and
dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so
gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be
like the storms crashing, thunderous. ’
‘How can you possibly enquire for her?’ demanded Hilary acidly. . ’
‘I dare say you do,’ said the general, grim satisfaction overtaking his anger as
his prophesy proved accurate. Blueskin drew the knife
across his throat a second time, widening and deepening the wound; and
wrenching back the head to get it into a more favourable position, would
infallibly have severed it from the trunk, if the officers, who by this time had
recovered from their terror, had not thrown themselves upon him, and withheld
him. Ah Cum, sensing the difficulty, approached, recovered the damp handkerchief
and returned it. A few words passed between him and the thief-taker as the latter came
up; after which, all the party—with the exception of Quilt, who was left on shore
—embarked within the wherry, which was pushed from the strand and rowed
swiftly along the stream—for the tide was in its favour—by a couple of
watermen. . ‘Poor Hilary. You feel that that smile is for you, the
words are for you, the whole song is for you.
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