Wood cut him short by stating his intention of crossing the river as soon as possible in order to avoid the storm. Perhaps you’ve heard—?’ Well, you know, he had. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. "Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. Was this the right moment? After what she had said about Jarvis Remenham’s habits, he could do with more information before he revealed his purpose. ’ The woman shrugged helpless shoulders, looking to her husband.
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