Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. She was trying by some wonderful, secret, and motionless gymnastics to restrain her tears. He was—a millionaire. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. ’ ‘But where then is Gosse?’ demanded Melusine. "Some dreadful deed is about to be committed, which I may perhaps prevent," muttered Jack to himself. But, egad! I believe he will.
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