‘He lacked moral fibre, did Nicholas. You do not need my compliments. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. She infused menace into her voice. "A fall against Newgate is accounted a sign of death by the halter," replied Wild, with ill-disguised malignity. Ah! how I wish, poor dear Sir Cecil were alive! he'd keep him in order. He was in trouble and she could not help him; that was the ache in her heart. Every care had been taken of it, as well as of himself, by the humane inmates of the house in which he had sought shelter. Then I assumed a rather portentous manner to prepare him.
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