"There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. Fancying they were alone, Sir Rowland threw aside his cloak, and produced a heavy bag of money, which he flung upon the table; and, when Wild had feasted his greedy eyes sufficiently upon its golden contents, he handed him a pocketbook filled with notes. "I need not ask whether this is Mr. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. Brendon’s had an awful stroke of luck. "However, some one must look after the jail; and they're all gone but me. This smile was more harrowing even than her former rigid look. It had a tiny flaw, most bizarre. Luckily, she was bereft of consciousness, and was thus spared the additional misery of witnessing what afterwards befell him.
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