“How did you find me?” She asked. "Jack's a desperate fellow, and is always well armed; besides, he has a comrade with him. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. To win the contest meant you would be chosen to apprentice in magic as a priest under her tutelage. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. She has married some one he could not approve of, and gone right away. ‘And so?’ she asked. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. God! I have cheated myself into a belief that the boy perished! And now my worst fears are realized —he lives!" "As yet," returned Jonathan, with fearful emphasis.
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