A bobbing lantern,
crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. Jonathan cast a hasty glance around, to see that all was properly arranged for his
purpose; placed a chair with its back to the door; disposed the lights on the table
so as to throw the entrance of the room more into shadow; and then flung
himself into a seat to await Sir Rowland's arrival. The stranger looked at him as if strongly disposed to chastise his impertinence. She would
have been amazed if John was even aware of any one of
the incidents. “Of course I’m manager for this expedition,” he
said, after an interval of self-examination. Melusine crossed to open it, and immediately the knocking intensified in
volume. One nail drives out another, it's true; but the worst nail you
can employ is a coffin-nail. Through her door curtain she could see the light
from the study lamp. A forgotten island beyond the ship
lanes, where that grim Hand would falter and move blindly in its search for him!
From what he had read, there wouldn't be much to do; and in the idle hours he
could write. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in
sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping. ’
‘That we shall see. Every inch of the house felt safe
to her, small and welcoming.
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