She would always be going to and fro up the Avenue, getting glimpses of Ramage, seeing him in trains. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. "And what do you suppose we mean to do with you, eh?" "You mean to kill me," replied Thames, "by my cruel uncle's command. I was not even sure whether it was loaded. "And, may I be cursed if I ever did anything in my whole life which gave me so much satisfaction. We should not bar any engagements at private houses, but in other respects the arrangement must be exclusive. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me.
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