I believe—I believe that I must risk it. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. “Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself. Not Trodger. You will sever ties with your own kin?” “Yes. Remember that he’s not at all a bad sort, and to speak frankly, he’s your salvation. Her skin prickled. Those lives removed,—and Sir Rowland is completely in his power, the estates would be yours—HIS! if he were your husband. Prepared as he was for a dreadful shock, and with his nerves strung to endure it, Jack absolutely recoiled before the appalling object that met his gaze.
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