Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so many years ago. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her. Well, it had to happen somewhen. The latter haughtily returned his salutation, and flung himself, as if exhausted, into a chair. I know South America and Canada like the lines in my hand. Nice, of course. More than ever Sir John was glad that he had sat down. "There's another instance of your wilfulness and want of taste. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief. "Not my king's," returned Wood.
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