Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair. Not that he deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why and wherefore of this or that invading emotion. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. Some of the lunatics were rattling their chains; some shrieking; some singing; some beating with frantic violence against the doors. "If we take him, I don't mind giving you a share—say a fourth—provided you lend a helping hand. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. Wood, meanwhile, had summoned his men-servants, and having armed them with such weapons as could be found, they proceeded to the garden, where the first object they encountered was Thames Darrell, extended on the ground, and weltering in his blood. “John,” she said, “I am afraid that I am going to make you unhappy.
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