He had particular reasons for wanting to keep Spurlock away from the jetty. There was an eerie sense of brooding menace about an uninhabited establishment. ‘It does not seem to me that you can be an emissary for that pig. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. Meantime, every preparation had been made outside for his departure. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. . . Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably, by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. ‘As I have said, it was a quarrel between the vicomte and Monsieur Charvill. ‘If you’ll have the goodness, missie, to move yourself out of the way,’ he said aggrievedly, ‘and let us at him, we might have a chance of doing just that.
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